The first rays of sunlight pierce my bedroom window, and I feel it. A gentle, insistent prod. My nose. My cheek. A little paw tap-dancing on my eyeball. I sigh, a long, weary exhalation that could power a small sailboat. “Tony,” I whisper, but the name is...
There is no panic quite like the realization that your fur-baby is nowhere to be found. When it comes to lost or missing indoor cats, the search strategy is entirely different than it is for an outdoor roamer. As a professional cat specialist here in Kansas City, I...
