Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Frankly, My Dear
This little fella arrived at our office door today, flinging himself against the glass repeatedly, as if he were trying to break in. When someone opened the door, he strolled right in as if he had arrived home. Although he had a collar, he was quite thin and all alone. E.W. and I looked at each other; we knew it was looking like Miss Scarlett and Putter Davis were going to get a baby brother. When he hissed at himself in the mirror, we knew he'd fit in with our crew. Then it occurred to E.W. that the secretary next door might like a kitten for her daughters (which she did), so Rhett (yes, we had already named him...can't you see he already had E.W. wrapped around his little paw?) has found a happy home.
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