010. now this is what I call a warm fuzzy...

[winchester_john]

[John wakes up to find a purring ball of fluff on his desk with a note...and the grizzled old hunter just *might* be kind of fond of it, especially when he picks it up and feels it purring in his hand. It's kind of cute, and under the right circumstances, John can do cute.]

Ah, hell...not like I got anything better to do.

[dictated to journal specifically]

Anyone else find one of these furry critters or got any idea what the hell to feed 'em?