Recently, While visiting family in Lynchburg, Va., I had the opportunity to walk down Main St. in this beautiful antebellum town. After visiting the antique stores, I drifted into the Farmer's Market on the other side of the street where I walked up and down the aisles looking at all the vegetables and the wares. While smelling the cantaloupes, I heard a small, pinched voice crying and talking and I wondered where it was coming from. It didn't take long to discover where this noise was emanating from. It was a small furry animal about as large as your two fists clamped together and it was up behind the tomatoes and brussell sprouts and peeking over a large egg plant. There was also a cord tied around one of its legs and made fast around a bunch of carrots.
When I inquired about this small thing to the owner of the stand, she remarked that it was a runaway that had approached them several weeks ago and they were hoping that they could get a home for it. She further stated that she and her husband had expended considerable monies on this pet and if she could just get her cost out of the deal, she would let it go.
After much haggling, we settled on a price and this little furry thing became my responsibility. This little furry had quite a different tale to tell but I will not be able to tell it all here as I promised to help it on its way to the far west. Kidnapping, Murder, Intrigue, Incest, Oh, the things this little furry told me. TOP CAT