The Feral Cat

Knucklehead- 
Last August, one month after our mountain lion sighting, found me digging in a natural rock semi-circle toward the edge of our clearing. The intent was to plant iris and foxglove, two plants the deer seem to avoid.
Suddenly I heard something moving through the undergrowth. I stood tall, wielding the shovel in what I hoped was a threatening manner. The movement sounded much like a deer, very tentative yet heavy.
Out of the brush strides the skinniest kitten I've ever seen.
NO! We can't have a cat, not with three large dogs! We can't have a cat, we're planning on purchasing a leather sofa!
Well, now we do have a cat.
In fact we have two.