December 8, 2007
I peered through the wires of the cage to see dark eyes and a furry nose poking out. I had never thought that trapping a few cats would be so hard. Out of the five kittens, my favorite gray fluff ball stared out at me and gave a pathetic meow. I spoke to him, telling him everything would be fine. The pitiful meow turned to deep, contented purring. Incessant purring. I wondered at how he could so easily accept my reassurance. I stuck the tip of my finger through the wires. He just kept purring, his initial panic apparently gone.