Yesterday, I was asked to fetch a mewing kitten from under an elderly neighbors home. When I brought the frightened little thing to my neighbor (after crawling around in the cobwebs under her house for nearly half an hour), she said to take it to the pound, as it wasn't hers. As if! A Siamese mix of sorts, this little purring bundle now goes by Dah Ling. She has weepy eyes and can barely see from the infection, but we will soon rectify that.

---