Oct 20, 2010 09:21
A black cat crossed my path this morning.
Very friendly, winding in and out of my legs in a figure 8. My plea of "I have to get to work" fell on fuzzy deaf ears. Not thin, wearing a collar with a bell (but no name-tag), dirty-dusty paws, and a coat that was in places matted.
In other news, my super power: The soap I've been using for a few years to wash my hands with every morning that I am at home is down to less than half (I believe) of its original size, and the deodorant I've been wearing every work-day for on the order of a decade is finally down to the last gasp -- the "cradle" has been cranked up far enough to fall off the twist, so I'm down to "travel size".
super-power,
cat