Othello is an indoor cat. He goes out with me, restrained in a cat bag by his harness Me holding the leash. The cat bag is like a backwards backpack.
He rests against my chest or he's in my cat sling harness on,me holding the leash.
All the cats I have had over the years were all indoor cats. Because one of my cats Huzza I had him and his brother when I was in 6th grade. Huzza was murdered by a dog that was off leash that the whole
neighborhood hated.
That horrible dog grabbed my baby by the neck and shook him to death. I was not home when it happened. I went out on my bike every day until I was exhausted looking for him putting up signs,knocking on doors for months.My mom told me years later what happened to him. I was devastated
I really wanted to get a baseball bat and kill that fucking dog.
To this day I miss Huzzah. He was very smart cat. He had copper eyes. He had pink fur, naturally.pink with grey stripes. I should have took him to cat fancy with a coat like that. I wanted to but like most dreams back than too much bullshit got in the way to do it. His breed of pink cat I would have called the pink panther breed.
His brother was a red tabby polydactal. His name was Pobegan.
He was never the same after his brother died.
After Huzza,all my cats were indoor cats.
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