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the kit kat club.

the kitty kat is still hanging outside crying right now. i just made a box (with a cutout door) and towels. gave it food (kibbles and bits dog food) and water.... still crying... it tried to get in the door... crying... then i reached down and pet her/him and it purred and then licked my toes... dang thing is breaking my heart.

so i had a heart to heart with it, pleading with it to get a good night's sleep and we'd figure something out in the morning... then i shut the lights off and walked 5 feet and meooooooooooooooooow meeeeeeeeeeeeoooooooooow meeeeeooooooooOOOOOOOOWW!

it's past midnight here... i live in a condo. neighbours are on top of each other...

i ran back.... "shhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and had to talk to it again... it started trying to climb the screen door... climbed it to my face level (i was kneeling) and then gave a big "MEOW! I SAID MEOW!"

so i was like "please.... please... kitten little... stop... get a good night's rest and tomorrow will be better"

"MEOW NO!"

"oh come on... please... what do you want me to do? i can't let you in, you see Beri here shaking like she wants a piece of you - even though she's never dealt with cats - and you probably need a flea and tick dip... and a bath... even though when i pet you, you weren't very grungy...get some sleep"

"mrrrrrrrreeeow! please! let me in! i'll love you forever! MEOW! MEEEEOW!"

"hold on a second. i'll be right back"

[run to fridge, find condensed milk, open can, pour into bowl]

"meeeeeeow!"

"hold on a second, let me out of the door... let me out... i can't ge--- wait! stop back up you can't come in, get your paws out of the doorway..."

[do y'all know how hard it is to carry a bowl of condensed milk through a screen door when you are trying to keep a yorkie inside and a random cat outside?? it's hard. that's why a good deal of condensed milk spilled.]

"here... try this. fill your belly and go in the box and get some rest"

"meooow... thanks..." [licking my feet again]

"okay, you're killing me, you know... i have to go to bed"

"meeeeoooooooow..." [roll on ground looking up with pleading eyes]

"go on, go drink your milk"

"meeeow okay okay"

[scuttle back into house without incident, turn lights off, walk 3 step up the stairs]

"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOW MEEEEEEEEEOW MEEEEEEEEEEEEOW MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOW!"

"stop."

[allergies kick in. eyes itching. nose sniffling and sneezing. heart breaking]

quiet.

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