I was looking for a home one rainy Saturday afternoon. Dad was photographing a wedding that day, and I snuck into the church to get out of the rain. One of the church people threw me out, with a curt "Scat, cat" as I hit the church steps. Dad seemed like an easy mark, so I waited under his car until the wedding was over.
When he opened the door to put his camera bag in the back seat, I jumped from under the car and into the back seat. I gave Dad my best little "cute kitten" look, and the rest is family history. |