I endured one of the most disturbing and sad moments of my life upon returning home from work in the wee hours last Monday night/Tuesday morning.Upon opening the front door, I was ready to issue my usual hello to “Kitty Cat Number One, and Kitty Cat Number Two,” better known as Ziggy and Mannix, who always greeted me with enthusiasm, no matter the hour.However, only Mr. Mannix...
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