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.


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.  :))


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?