Our cat Pete is 18+ years, and has become unsteady on his legs at times. This week he stumbled into the pool, so now we have a man made cat barrier that keeps him away from the edge. (If only we could make the border wall out of poinsettias and Christmas cactus. 🙂 )
Pete is fine, by the way. I was more freaked out by his midday swim than he was.
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I would have freaked too! Freak-squared!
He looks good for 18! Glad he made it out of the pool. 🙂