What was I supposed to do?
It rained today. All day. While I was delivering my postal route, a kitten came up to me and meowed. This is not an uncommon occurrence. Cats come up to me all the time hoping I will let them into their houses. I look down at them, inform them that I can't let them in, and continue on my way. This one followed me to the next house. And the next. And to every house for the next 15 minutes, crossing three streets, up and down porch steps, across very wet lawns, nearly tripping me at least four times, and cringing at passing cars and barking dogs but continuing to follow me. To top it off, when I got to my vehicle and opened the door to load my satchel for the next leg of my route, it hopped inside the vehicle, sat down and started grooming.
What was I supposed to do?
I called my wife. The kitten is now safely ensconced in our spare bedroom, warm, dry, and fed. My wife is not pleased at this development. I post fliers tomorrow in hopes of getting this kitten back to her family.
What was I supposed to do?
I called my wife. The kitten is now safely ensconced in our spare bedroom, warm, dry, and fed. My wife is not pleased at this development. I post fliers tomorrow in hopes of getting this kitten back to her family.