My Son Brought Home a One-Eyed Ginger Cat Because He Said They Matched – What We Discovered Under That Cat’s Collar Two Days Later Brought Us to Our Knees

mailbox always looked like it hadn’t been touched in days.

But every single weekend, without fail, she was out in her backyard digging holes.

“Karen, she’s doing it again,” I said one Saturday morning, peeking through the kitchen blinds.

My wife didn’t even look up from her coffee.

“Doing what again?”

“Digging. In the yard. Same spot as last week.”

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