So I've just volunteered away something like eight hours a week. What was I thinking?
But ... Nine Lives of Norton seems to be well-run and well-organized (certainly better than my city's cat efforts), and they need volunteers for cleaning and feeding and socialization. And I have to do something to counter the criminally negligent and abusive wastes of oxygen out there.
So. Yay volunteerism. (And miserable, painful, lonely death to anyone who would mistreat a companion animal.)
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