Wednesday, June 29, 2011
The kitten rubbed against my leg mewling softly. I squatted down and rubbed its head lightly. It purred loudly. I already had a kitten at home. I wasn't sure if it was such a good idea to adopt another stray. Sometimes I find myself talking to them, forgetting sometimes that they're only just kittens. What do they know? After all, in a few months they will just up and leave anyway. Against my better judgment, I picked the kitten by the scruff of its neck. I cradled it in the crook of my elbow and carried it home.
bert cussed at 11:18 PM.