DAY ONE...
On Monday, I found Sultan, an eleven-year-old charcoal and white tuxedo cat, injured with a bleeding rear foot and apparent missing claws at his "work-place", the Pasadena Museum of History. While he did not seem to be in excessive pain, I immediately contacted Pam, his God Mother and former caretaker at the Museum. She got in touch with his current caretaker, Dave, who has been struggling with Sultan's current wave of uneasiness and night roaming due to recent racoons attacks and the man's absence while of of town. Dave took Sultan to the vet, but the sly kitty escaped from his cone-collar that night and forced his way out the cat door.
Little did Sultan know this act would change his roaming lifestyle in ways none of us quite expected....
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