Look what Juno the cat dragged in. A glove, a sock, a ball, a fork. Some AstroTurf. A plastic dinosaur. All sorts of stuff.
The little black-and-white rescue came from Los Angeles a few years ago and found her permanent home with Connie Geston. She’d originally been named Indiana (Jones) because she was so adventurous. “She was the most active from the litter,” said Geston. “We fell in love with her.”
Recently, out of the blue, Geston began noticing objects appearing in her backyard. Mostly gardening gloves. She thought maybe the neighbor kids were throwing them over the fence. “Little did I know, it was the beginning of Juno’s kleptomania adventures!” she said.