When you've been alone for a while, you might forget when you've picked up a stray little cat.

Or hobo, in this case.

(I've been trying to type a sentence here for the past two minutes and keep deleting my attempts.)

Dedicated to Nehs, because a.) it's her birthday and she's the grand-ol' 21, b.) she gives me way too much support, c.) we have giggly fantard moments over just about everything, and d.) I needed an excuse to submit this.

And for the record, this thought came about during spring break, and was only drawn two days ago at about 3am. Missy and TC can testify to this.