posted on May, 29 2010 @ 12:02 AM
The one with the shot out window ( thank's Cheney for the hundred dollar hit), the one with a golf ball through the back window and I heard a
screaming. I thought it was a bird. The smallest cat you could you could think of was screaming bloody murder. I gave it milk and water. I put in
in a bowling bag and knocked on doors for a missing litter cat. No response.
Because of the cat's coloring if it survives it will be named Ginger.