Wednesday, 12 August 2009

My Reluctant Hero

During my walk home I noticed this cute black cat in front of a house, so called it to me. The cat didn't seem in the mood to play but I kept calling. Then it leapt on top of the gate. While I was stroking it, it kept looking elsewhere. After about a minute I thanked the cat for allowing me to stroke it. The cat stared right into my eyes. I have a feeling it was saying, "Glad someone got something out of this, as it sure wasn't me!"

I love cats!

Enocia

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