Sweetie appeared to me in mid-leap on a dark cold night as Rhoda and I were headed home.
“That was a cat! ” I blurted out after the black kitten’s butt appeared in the air over the road to the left front of our car. Sweetie is a leaping cat. I stopped and backed up. We got out to look for her.
“How are we going to find it? Kitty…kitty…”
Sweetie came out of the weeds on the shoulder of the road bawling to us.