Jody is about 5.4 months old. She is almost the size of my size 12 combat boot.
One day I was taking some garbage over to our waste site on the camp when I noticed this little puff of fur in the trash searching for some food and something to drink.
I stopped and watched this poor cat lapping some sort of liquid that was dripping out of a bag and chewing on an old chicken bone that she dug out of the trash. For some reason, I felt for this poor creature and wanted to help her….

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