The black cat at the Laurel Villa hotel ran to greet me this morning on
the way out on my ride, and again when I came back.  I sat on the stoop
this time and he headbutted me and smelled the scary metal thing I bring
with me.  I only fed him a couple times, last summer until I found out
the custodian was feeding him well.

And last weekend I saw the elderly black cat at the general store in the
other direction.  He was on the other side of a car and didn't see me
but when I made my cat noises he ran from around it and really ate up
the affection.  I haven't seen him but a couple times this year so I was
impressed with his enthusiasm.  How nice to see you sir!  Norm

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"The web has got me caught.  I'd rather have the blues than what I've
got."  <via Nat King Cole>