I cut it a few weeks ago and the grass was chest high in places. It took hours on my riding mower. When I went today, it was much more manageable but it had grown a bunch.
I got almost halfway through when the rain came. It's typical for this time of year - the sun blazing one moment, and the next your running for shelter.
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When I looked closer, I saw this little kitten. It was drenched to the bone and was covered in fleas. It was starving. Not sure what the story was, but I couldn't leave it to die, so I brought it home and dried it off. I used Ol' Buddy's flea comb and got most of the fleas off of it.
I then engaged the services of my niece Samantha who should have gone to school to be a vet because she is great with animals.
She told me she would nurse it back to health, but I had to find it a new home. So here is the first installment of pleas to give this baby (female) kitten away.
It's a cute little rascal, but she can't stay here because of our dogs. So, please spread the word.
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