One day, this sweet cat, that actually lives two houses down, but hangs around outside to be ooh and aah’d over, petted and patted, came to inspect my shoppings as I unloaded them from the baggage carrier. He found the shrimp, and followed me into the house. How could I not. Now, he waits daily to see if there is more. I buy for him with quite a bit of regularity. You can see the different days by the position of the bike.
