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:
How wonderful that she's back. Act fast, I know you will make the right decision. Good Luck! Dannelle
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
What? You need to think about this? I'm certain you already have and have already made a decision. Here kitty, kitty ....
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
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