Walking home Sunday evening from dinner my attention was caught by a pair of beautiful eyes peering from a brick wall. As we approached I saw gray cat had perched himself on the wall. His fur seemed to draw in the darkness of the night even as street lamps brightened the buildings in the background. 
After a moment I remembered where I met this sweet kitty. He belonged to our neighbors the Murphs who recently told us this cat loved to roam but knew when to come home for his “tender vittles.”
Here he is saying hello.
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Here, kitty, kitty.