... and, of course, as I am almost inclined to say,
there's a cat in my life now.
This guy popped up on the corner of my street three days ago,
never seen him before (I know the strays here, some for years),
and now, he's waiting for me every evening...
When he see's me he comes running up to me, talking.
Tonight, to make things short, I ended up showing him the flat...
looked in all rooms but meowed miserably and wanted to hide behind a closet.
Took him down to the street again, and had the feeling he was relieved.
Well, did everything - now he knows how it feels, knows where it is,
and can come scratch at the door, should he reconsider. What a sweetie.
(Almost looks like the reincarnation of the one I was with for seventeen years)