Cats are known for being independent animals that spend much of their time exploring the outdoors and only entering the house for food and urinal breaks. Their independence makes taking care of them simple. But if they aren’t groomed frequently, their fur may become a major problem. Sadly, Hidey, a cat whose owner had Alzheimer’s, witnessed this maltreatment firsthand. Over the years, Hidey’s owner neglected her since he was unable to properly care for her. She had become so heavily matted that she resembled an octopus, shocking animal rescuers when they finally located her.
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