Walking home from happy hour the other night, the perro pulled over to one of his favorite rest stops and literally peed on the head of this adorable little kitty-cat. If history were any indicator, we'd have taken him home and added him to the growing menagerie. But after toying very briefly with the idea - and figuring out just how quickly the other two cats would shred him, we decided to leave him to his fate, but with a small pile of cat food to get him through the night. (Given the violence with which the spare cat reacted to our taking away a fistful of his food, we were sure we were making the right decision.) By the time we walked back there, a pair of teenagers had scooped up the kitty and informally adopted him, and soon found themselves being lectured patronizingly by a middle-aged gringo on the responsibility of caring for a pet, which they endured with minimal eye-rolling before accepting a few ounces of cat chow and going on their way. So, happy ending.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Querétaro: Home of Free Kittens!
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4 comments:
AWWW! How cute!
I hate it when you're cute
No, the kitten is cute. I'm a miserable prick. Really, ask anyone.
It's so cute how you call yourself a miserable prick all the time!
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