The people on the corner tossed pieces of fish to her. Nice family, but the kids played too rough.
The old man at the apartment brought a bowl of cat food and talked about the cats he'd known. She stayed until he was safely inside.
She mewed at the next door until it opened.
"You are going to starve if you keep sneaking out. Come on. I'll get you dinner and see if I can fix the collar so you can't get it off again."
Not likely, Callie thought as she settled in for her third meal of the night.
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