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Cardinals and Kitties

Today I saw a bright red cardinal fly across the yard, chirping like a wooden wheel in need of grease.  Last night, while I was outside smoking a cigarette, I looked up to see a black and white kitty sitting, watching me, eyes aglow in the light.  I called to him ("Meow?") and he trundled off through the grass.  A few minutes later, I looked out again to find him sitting, regarding me intently from another spot.  I wonder if he wants to be adopted.  I'm afraid my two wouldn't agree with that.