Thursday, July 10, 2008

Two Down, Seven To Go

Look who showed up at the back door of the café this evening.

Complete with a few bald spots, a distinct limp, and a healthy fear of automobiles….

There was hardly a dry eye among the crew.

Of course, this kind of holds a gun to my head to decide what I am going to do now. 

Because I swear to god, I’m not going to let that cat wander the neighborhood until the next bad thing happens to her.  I have no intention of coming to work and scraping her off the pavement some morning.

I’m thinking very hard about what my next step should be.

4 comments:

dsonney01 said...

How wonderful that she's back. Act fast, I know you will make the right decision. Good Luck! Dannelle

emmapeeldallas said...

But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, we thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; it just couldn't stay away...

You know what the next step is.  :))

Judi

mutualaide said...

What?  You need to think about this?  I'm certain you already have and have already made a decision.   Here kitty, kitty ....

thesheatons said...

Here kitty, kitty, kitty. While you practice in front of the mirror. "Sorry I haven't seen her since.........excuse me I have customers." If anyone even shows up to ask. How many lives does this cat have left?

Jackie