This morning coming back from our walk, I heard the faintest of meows. It sound incredibly forlorn, so I knew it had to be Buddy.
Buddy loves to climb trees—he’s been in the mimosa trees, the hackberry tree, the walnut tree, the tulip tree, even the roof of the house—but he’s not always sure about how to get down.
I listened and followed the sound of the …
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