Rocky Grace showed up in the writer's back alley just before Thanksgiving in 2017. Little did the family know that she would change their lives forever. Photos: Jeanette M. Pintar
Chickens were never on my radar until that fateful November day in 2017, a week before Thanksgiving. Jordy the cat was seated high on the fence, tail fluffed out and switching, hackles raised high on his back. Our alpha guard-cat Floyd was there as well, equally alert.
This couldn’t be good.
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