Catapult

I know this is my second post in a row using the word “cat” in the title, but it seems fitting given my newest friend – a little black cat with a pink collar and heart shaped tag that reads “Missy Girl”.

Who is this brave little creature that flings herself at my feet every time I walk by? Doesn’t she know that I am her archenemy – capable of crushing her little feline physique with my giant paw? Isn’t she afraid that I will gobble her up, chew her up and spit her out at the slightest whim? No, she knows none of this, but she does know how to spot an old softy when she sees one. Or…

maybe she’s just in love with me.

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