My daughter insists that, as the cat bounded over the snow toward them, she was mewing: “Humans! I’m saved!” When we have guests, she greets them. When they leave, she wanders around the house, looking for them. She’s about as friendly a cat as I’ve ever met.
“Humans! Im saved! “
I have, in weak moments, tried to save a couple of abandoned kittens. But I must seem very scary. I never managed to get them to come to me.
I’m afraid to pick up the dogs. Also, it cost money to take them to the pound and I’ve not had work for over a year. I’m living off my 401k. (Victim of the Obama economy.)