This morning as I was drinking my coffee in the kitchen and listening to Buddy Holly and Ricky Nelson, I saw a beautiful gray cat with white feet outside my window. She was stalking the squirrels that gambol around out there. She must have been a pretty good hunter because she was quite a fat cat! Or perhaps she belonged to someone. It reminded me of looking out of my window at my parents' old house in Maryland, watching our cat, Cotton, stalk things out in the yard near the woods beneath my window. I miss having an animal so much. I wish I was allowed to have a cat in my apartment... I'm promising myself that this will be the last year without one.
Do you have any stories to share of special cats in your life?