Our realtor, Georganna, told us a story at our closing. One day she was showing a house and, when she got to the house, she heard what she thought was a baby crying. After some investigation, she found a white kitten, about the size of her palm, in the flower bed next to the front door.
After doing some investigation, Georgeanna learned that the SPCA and feral cat rescue organizations had all the kittens they could handle -- with all the rains, the feral cat mothers had sought high ground and had their kittens there.
Georgeanna and her husband decided to keep the kitten and they have named him "Conger."
Bless Georgeanna's heart: she's had "Conger" on her mind for the passed two years and now she'll have "Conger" with her for years to come!
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