On a cold November day, my spouse and I went to the Merrimack River Feline Rescue Society and fell in love with Goose and all his soft fluff.
Unlike some rescue cats, Goose wasn’t shy at all. After a few hours, he was exploring our house with his tail up in the air, sniffing everything and nudging anything within range of his nose.
For the next two years, Goose ruled the house. He was as fearless as cats come, basking in the attention at parties and exploring great outdoors with his leash and harness.