I don't think I have enough guts to "steal" an animal, unless I can be 100% sure it is in an abusive situation where it is not loved. I am only guessing with this little guy. I named him Minion. I stopped by the apartment to get yet another box of stuff after Kersey's agility class and Minion came to visit tonight. I actually saw him in a group of 4 other kitties. I recognized Minion right away (he's BEAUTIFUL!) but none of the other kitties were familier. As soon as I saw him in his little possie of kitties, I called him by his new name and all of the other kitties scattered frantically...but not my little grey friend. He stayed and let out a darling , soft little meow. I went up to him and thourughlly loved him, cuddled him, picked him up and carried him around for a little while and then set him down. He kept "petting" my leg and giving me head bumpies. I couldn't resist, so I picked him up again and began knocking on doors to see if anyone knew who he was or where he belonged. It about 9:15 P.M. when I started knocking on doors, and I was a little uncomfortable about how late it was, but no one answered their doors anyway. I only knocked on two doors.

I have mixed feelings, but I know where Minion hangs out, so if I keep going there and he is always outside then I may take him, but I just don't know. I wish he could talk and tell me if he likes it where he is, and if he is loved and appreciated as he deserves to be. I just wish he could tell me what kind of homelife he has, if any.

I have never stolen anything in my life. I am not comfortable taking him away from that area without knowing for sure that he's a stray. I just don't know. He has pulled at my heartstrings quite a bit, though. I just don't want my feelings about declawing to cloud my thoughts. I just don't know what to do, but I do know I am too uncomfortable taking him away unless I knew for sure that he was homeless, or unhappy or unappreciated.