I heard my human foster brother N telling
dabroots about another cat, one who lives in a garage in a fancy neighborhood. The owners of that garage are looking for a real home for that cat. N wants Dad to go look at that cat, with the idea of possibly bringing him home here to our place. With that in mind, I have been very affectionate over the past 48 hours, including a little trick of sitting on
dabroots' lap and resting my chin on his thumb, purring heavily. I'm pulling out all the stops.