Friday, as I was headed to my car to go to work, I see this teeny
little kitten prancing up the sidewalk towards me, obviously proud of
something.

He is all black, with a small blaze of white on his chest, and very
fuzzy.

So I picked him up, cuddled him to my face and got a very
enthusiastic purrRRRRRR! In my ear, while he kneaded my shoulder. I
was just telling him how pretty he was, when a woman comes out of a
nearby apartment calling for "Fluffball", then sees me holding that
very troublemaker.

It seems he is going to be the official office cat for a dozen or so
doting slaves, and he thought to investigate the OUT where she liives,
before going on to the corporate life (grin).

I predict a very good life for this huggable little brat (the cat,
not the lady - evil grin).

Hugs and Purrs,
Mark