June Bug needs a good home
We don’t know where she came from, if somebody dropped her off at the dumpster up the road or just how she came to choose our hunting camp as her new adopted home.
She showed up sometime last month and one of our hunting club members came up with a fitting name for our little red homesteader. He named her June Bug.
She was skin and bones when she came and when you approached her, she’d roll over on her back in submission and empty her bladder.