Author: Jennifer Portnick
We found Mr. Mickey in Georgia. He couldn't adjust to city life, so eventually he returned.
I was dead asleep in the middle of an extra-warm summer night in 2010. My husband ran up the stairs hollering, "Sweetie, we have a problem!" I bolted upright, thinking our house was on fire. "The painters took the screen off the window in your office and never put it back," he said. "Gracie, Oscar, …
After years of good behavior, Petey wet our bed twice a day. The SPCA helped find a solution.