I was awoken at some ungodly hour by a slightly damp, slightly stressed cat. She was yowwing at the window... in my haze of "what!!?" I managed to open the screen while she stood there looking at me like I was retarded. She did a quick hop over to the door, and her yowwing increased when she realized it was mostly closed... with it being a sliding door I dragged myself out of bed and opened the door with precise zombie-like movements.
30 seconds later there was a damp tousled kitteh curled up on my hip... But it doesn't matter how windy and rainy it is when you wake up with a warm fuzzy purring kitteh in your arm pit.
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