“Doesn’t belong to’s” kid brother

I heard him while walking over the bridge this morning.  He was yowling as only a lonely tiny kitty can.  I looked and looked and finally located his solid black scrawny self in the brush beside the creek.  He came out on the gravel and looked around, yowling continually.  No mama cat in sight, and I guess he was mourning the demise (thanks to Molly, one of the neighbors’ dumb dogs) of his sibling, the little black and white cutie that also doesn’t belong to us.

I was touched by his plaintive cries, but not enough to take in a stray animal that will grow into a cat.


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