Haven't had a strange cat beat down the door to get in...but she did practically wear a hole through it. Nameless, scruffy, stocky black kitten belonged to the neighbors next door...mom later said she thought the kids there were mean to her. I didn't know this, I was usually away from home at the time. She had a home, though, I did know that. But she stopped going back there, and began to wait for me. If I was outside, she was with me. Any time of day, night, or morning...if I walked out the front door, she walked out from under the benches in my garden and came up talking to me, so happy to see me. She'd stay with me, then follow me right up to the door. Never tried to come in, she'd just look at me. Halfway through the hard winter, I finally sighed and opened the door again...this time told her to come on in. So she walked in, and acted like she'd been there her whole life.
Speak of the devil, she's howling at me. What happened to my sweet kitten?
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