The lady told the owner, "Cats can have more than one daddy to a litter." She was looking at the other kittens when I got wind of things. I had been off exploring by myself which I wasn't supposed to be doing because so many coyotes lived around us. She looked like that van was calling her to leave.

I heard the owner say, "I don't know where the fourth kitten got off to. He's the bobtail one." Just then, she saw me trotting up to check things out and looked me straight in the eye. Well, this was new to me. Us kittens just lived outside with our mother. We got our milk from her, and the man put food out for her and her other half-grown cats. Sometimes the man's grandchildren played with us, but this seemed different.

The lady smiled real big and picked me up before I knew what to think. She was petting me and looking into my eyes to see if I liked it. She must have known I did, because the next thing I knew, I was riding down the road in her van, scared out of my mind and wind blowing through my hair.