I round the corner towards our street. Up ahead, before the last turn is a cat lying in the road. His black fur darkened by the shade, making his white booties all the more brighter. I slow down to a crawl.
With a flick of his long tail, he props his head up and gives me a cursory glance before lying back down to continue enjoying the shade.
I scoot up a little more, then stop. He flicks his tail again and licks his paw without lifting his head off the shaded pavement.
'The little sh--.'
I take a deep breath and - after a fractional thought of kitty murder - swerve my car around, creeping by. He looks up as I pass and...I know there was a smile on that little boobs face! A big one, accented by his long whiskers.