http://eastbayhomes.com/local/alamo/ca/ She found it alone in her parent’s barn on the coldest day, and it came right to her and got picked up and hugged and loved.
She brought it milk that froze and cat food to eat. And then she cried and left it, because I hate cats, and I love our leather couch and chairs.
Then she came home to me and cried and said and pleaded with her eyes:
“I’m in love its the sweetest thing can I bring it home it’s so cold in the barn and sleeps on the dirt and there’s holes in the barn and coyotes at night and I think it’s been there for six months and my mom said it won’t last the winter and it gobbled the food like it’s starving and…”
She is thirty. And I hate cats.
But I do love her and can’t stand it when she cries.
So now I guess we have a cat.