Michelle has been taking care of KitKat for several years. He is semi-feral and lives outside in a nice, old suburb near the University. Michelle goes by at sunset, after the predatory pigeons have gone to bed, to put out his food.
On her last job, several months ago, KitKat showed himself a couple of times. This time he was there when she arrived and watched from a safe distance, never getting up to come closer.
Tonight was her last visit and as she reached to put his food down, he came up and head-butted the back of her hand...then quickly skittered off.
How did he know?
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