in which Camille makes a new friend

The other night a little cat followed me all the way home from work. He scampered along with me and when I turned, he turned. When I turned into my driveway, he followed. When I went into my house... he followed! But Carl wasn't as smitten as I was. We gave him a dish of milk, then another dish of milk. Then we were out of milk for tea the next morning. Puss in Boots was still hungry, but not hungry enough to eat yogurt.

In the end Carl made me put him back outside into the night.