Every December, we donate some money to the Cat Care Society here in Colorado. It was 13 years that we stopped by the shelter and was introduced to a sweet little black kitten. When I entered the Kitten Room, he ran over to me begging to be picked up. As I held him, he licked my chin and purred. I fell in love with this 14-week ball of fur and within minutes, he was on his way home with us.
Little did we know that this was his plan all along. After a day or two of recovering, the real Neko appeared, but by that time we were hooked.
Now in December of every year as I make out my check, I think of the policy at the Cat Care Society. It is no-kill shelter which I am totally in favor of. However, I think I misunderstood exactly what a "no-kill" shelter is. It is instructions to the cats, not the humans. As long as I donate, Neko will refrain from killing us. So far, so good, but you can look in his eyes and know that he is just holding himself back.
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