Monday, October 21, 2013

old cat

We went to the Farmer's Market this Saturday on Cherry Street. There was an antique shop on the stretch of road we were walking down, it had the oldest cat I have ever seen. It had old fur. It meowed at us through the glass, but since we couldn't hear it, it just looked like it was opening it's mouth. It also rubbed the door because it wanted us to come in and pet it. Unfortunately, the store wasn't open yet, so we couldn't go in. 

I kinda fell in love a little bit.

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