Occasionally, I get the urge to spin out to Hiram and back on the Silver Comet, which isn't usually worth writing about, but about half the time, I encounter this sweet kitty, just hanging out on the edge of the trail, rain or shine, and back in December I stopped to say hi.
No idea who's cat she is, but I've seen her for years and years and never stopped until this time.
She was apprehensive and she didn't want to be scratched or petted, but she did rub up against my leg once.
I'll take it!
Enjoy your life, Comet Cat.
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