Erin is the Cat's Meow

Erin and I were taunting a horse from a barn window, when this noise, like someone stomping on a family of mice, came from behind us. We turned our back on the horse (never a good idea) and saw this little guy. He decided that we were friends to kitties (true) and got epic scratching from Erin. His purr was sort of like a choking diesel engine, and we spent a good portion of our time with Mr. Kitty trying to figure out the best way to smuggle him home. It'll be tough, because you're not even allowed to take Chert off the reservation grounds. It's almost worth becoming two more of Eric's human marionettes.