Late evening, it's raining. Approaching your house, you hear a loud meowing. This is a little red-haired wet kitty.

A few hours later, the cat was lying quietly at your feet on the bed when you slowly fell asleep.

At night you were woken up by a noise in the kitchen. Getting up and barely rubbing your eyes, you leave the bedroom. There is no kitten in the kitchen anymore... is it a man?

He turns to you with a glass in his hand, and his voice sounds soft.

"Can't sleep, my dear?"