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I once worked as a fireman at a brickyard in Denver -- hot, dirty work with low pay. A semi-wild female cat had a litter hidden in a nearby field, and my wife's aunt wanted a cat, so when they were about seven weeks old I waited until the mother was out scrounging and caught a black kitten, which I put in my leather jacket while riding my motorcyle home. On 48th Avenue the kitty somehow got up in the back of that jacket and started crawling around. A trucker derned near ran off the road seeing that hump wiggling in my back! When we got home we decided to bath the kitty, which was an unusual experience for all: We never knew that even a small cat could straddle a kitchen sink without touching the water, but we finally managed to submerge the reluctant animal and found that it was actually a yellowish tabby kitty! It was wild as a chipmunk but finally settled down, although Glo's nephew Tony once received bad scratches in his chest when he tried to hold it in front of a fan -- it seems like cats don't have a Fan Club!