There's a stray cat that roams around our street.
We hadn't seen her for like a week, but I saw her last night.
I said she looked fat and I told my sister to look at her to see if I was right.
So it looks like the stray's pregnant.
That's where she's been 8U
But she's such a sweet little cat.
Anyways, the point of this thread is that I called to her and she literally jumped off a neighbor's vehicle three houses down and came running to me like she was my cat.
She also walked into the house with us, but I had to shoo her out.
But it made me feel so special that this cat that wasn't even mine came to me and wanted love 8,U
My dad's always been good with animals.
He's had strays walk up to him without any aggression or fear.
It just makes a person feel good when they're accepted by an animal 8,U
You know what I mean?