About two weeks ago, Nash became my third foster kitty. Nash and I had lots of adventures in those two weeks, like the one where he sprinted outside into the night and I sprinted right after him. Or the one where the tornado sirens started up and we had a bit of a debacle getting into the basement.
Despite leaving behind three broken window blinds and a ripped shower curtain (I really needed a new one anyway), Nash is hands down my favorite foster kitty and it tugged my heart a little to bring him back to the Humane Society yesterday.
Through My Headphones
*I’m Waiting For The Man -The Velvet Underground