Korriander the Kitty

I was waiting at the bus stop today and this tan & white kitty comes and lays in the grass nearby. Normally I retrain myself around cats—it’s my inner cat—but I checked in with my Intuition and got the green light so I went over to pet it.  

They were skeletal.  My Heart broke a little bit as I rubbed their back and felt every single vertebrae. I could feel the outline of their skull as I scratched between their ears.

And they were the sweetest! A purr machine of overflowing love. I debated whetehr or not to carry them home bc 1) I don’t like taking cats from their general areas, even though I live a few blocks away and 2) my roommate has no-joke allergies to cats. A third reason is I have allergies to cats, but I’m totally willing to Neti-Pot the hell out of my sinuses if it means I can rub a kitty’s tummy.

In the end I went to the grocery and bought kitty food and about an hour later went back tot he busstop with the food and a container of water to try and find them.  After circling the block and loitering shamelessly at the busstop I spot the kitty in someone’s yard.  And the someones were on the porch, coaxing the kitty intot heir house. 

I stood for a second across the street, then headed home. My Intuition tells me that kitty found a new home.