One day, I was on my way out of a big-box pet store, loaded up with a very large bag of dog food, snake bedding, and mouse-intended-for-food.  Sometimes big stores like this have adoption cages near the registers, and on this day there was an all-black kitten with yellow eyes who was hollering at me and waving me over with one paw.  I did go over to his cage, but I couldn’t pet him since my hands were so full.  He gave up trying to get me to pet him and satisfied himself rubbing back and forth across the bars.  The card on his cage said he came from Purrfect Pals, a no-kill shelter in Arlington, and that his name was “Tiger-Boy.”

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