Moving to our new place has been great for three out of four of our family. My Hubby has a shorter commute to work, I feel less isolated where we live, and our dog, Violet, has a nice big off leash dog park across the street.
The one who has kind of gotten a raw deal is our cat, Monkey. She is actually a pretty laid back and accepting little one, but she loved following Violet and me on our walks at our old complex or sitting on the fence looking down on her “world”. Here she gets to look out off our third-storey balcony; however, when Violet gets to go out that front door for a walk, Monkey gets told, “sorry”.
Well at least until today. We have been looking for her harness so we can take her out on a leash so she can at least have some…
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