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Feb. 28th, 2012 06:44 amYesterday, as we were coming home from the gym, Mom was talking to Dad about how Mabel wakes her up before dawn to get petted and fed, and how she then goes to bed hoping that I wake up soon to take care of her (I usually get up shortly before five), and then how Sabrina used to run right in front of our car whenever we pulled into the driveway.
Right after we got out, we heard Mabel being chased by a completely black cat that we've only seen several times recently. The two of them came in from the front yard and crossed the driveway behind us into the sideyard next to the garage. Mom and I looked in that direction for Mabel, only to find out a moment later that she had made her way to the front steps, opposite side of the driveway. Must have ran all the way around the garage pretty quickly. Mom comforted her, and noticed that her heart was beating pretty fast after picking her up.
Right after we got out, we heard Mabel being chased by a completely black cat that we've only seen several times recently. The two of them came in from the front yard and crossed the driveway behind us into the sideyard next to the garage. Mom and I looked in that direction for Mabel, only to find out a moment later that she had made her way to the front steps, opposite side of the driveway. Must have ran all the way around the garage pretty quickly. Mom comforted her, and noticed that her heart was beating pretty fast after picking her up.