A compromise

Yesterday was both wet and cold, rather than the usual one or the other. I went out to get the mail at 3:45, and was greeted by a damp, yowling Snubby.

I couldn’t let her in because one of my housemates is allergic to cats. But I couldn’t just leave her there.

So I spent the next half an hour sitting Indian-style on my front porch with a purring cat on my lap.

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