We had a crazy thunderstorm. It was coming down in buckets with lightning flashing and thunder booming. Maricel and I just hung around the store and read. I caught up on some books. Pretty interesting stuff happening gang. Maricel went up to fix dinner around the time the rain let up. We had brief rush at the store, then I got to eat me some dinner. She can grill her some chicken that girl of mine. I called for a report on Weezer and they said he was doing much better, but he was sleeping now I skipped the hospital visit and Maricel and I went for a walk. The storm hit the trees hard around our neighborhood, there were bits and pieces of limbs everywhere. We went for a walk in the park, as Maricel keeps forcing me into activity. We were standing overlooking the river while I expounded on the history of the park and Maumee River Yacht Club. Then it happened. A teeny wet ball of fur darted out of a bush and climbed up Maricel's leg.
"Mew!" It said as it desperately clung to her.
It was a scrawny, wet, teeny baby kitty. Crap. What are you gonna do?
Maricel wants to call her Krypto.
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