Bodie , Jett, and myself were fishin a little creek that run's down Stout Canyon while Sloan was back at the truck with Boozer. When we came back she was holding a little kitten that she heard crying in the wood's. He matched the dog perfectly and the boy's obviously liked him but since we don't even know where were going to live we thought it best not to add another mouth to the family. The next day we took him to Best Friends and went through and hour long process of filling out papers explaining why we were giving him up and what his freakin name was and his eating and grooming habits. So thanks to that the next cat Sloan finds in the wood's can give it his best shot becoming friend's with the local wild life.
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