|Typical day in the afternoon|
When I was growing up I was always rescuing kittens. My parents got a surprise from me way to often. They'd go off to work and come back hearing meowing. Not knowing where it's coming from. After a while they learned to expect the unexpected from me. Later on I learned I have strong allergies from cats. Ironic, isn't it? I have a hard time not picking up a kitty. Now I make them from clay, no more allergies here.