One cold rainy night,this beautiful stray grey
finds a warm shelter.
Several years ago, Jim installed a cat door so our orange kitty could come and go as he pleased. The orange cat passed away. Even though our current cats don’t use the door much, we kept the door open.
An hour ago, I saw a very dark cat shape, much too tall to be our black Piewacket, hovering over the cat dishes.
She is a very tall very gaunt kitty. She has now eaten 4 little food packages. I think I may have been adopted.
Written by lucia at her blog The Blackboard:
No comments:
Post a Comment