It was a breezy evening and the street lights hit your face like your own personal sun. You walked hand in hand with your boyfriend, admiring the people and smells of the town.

You turn the corner into a more quiet path and a tiny cat appears from the bushes. It walks right up when you bend down to pet it, rubbing its neck into your ankles. You look up at Rudy with pleading eyes. "Oh no. We are not taking it home." He says with a chuckle as he crosses his arms.