I look into my cat's eyes as he stares at me through the window, pleading with me to let him join us on the porch. He's an indoor cat and so it's no go. He's got such a mournful, manipulative cry. It's the kind of meows you'd expect to hear from a cat needing food or water, or perhaps release from a trap. You really have to hear it to believe an animal could make such a sad, subtle petition for such silly little thing. Well, silly to us humans at least. But even this small desire from a such a small animal affects me, makes me wish I could give him anything he wants.
rosa:
Cute kitty! I give in to my cat and let him outside...thank god I live in a quiet neighborhood with not alot of traffic. Thanks for your comments on my set! 
