I work at a memory care assisted living community. Part of the home-like environment includes a plethora of animals for pet therapy, companionship, and humor. Last week, I felt like I was living in a zoo. All eight of the fluffy, white haired, 12-pound poodle breeds were running amok; the parakeets were chirping incessantly; and one of the miniature horses slipped in the side patio door and was walking down the hallway leaving presents like it owned the place.
Midway through last week's hectic Thursday afternoon, someone dropped off another cat for our community. And not just any cat. A $2,000 orange Persian "grumpy face" cat that wouldn't even get out of its cage for two days.