[Poggio]

Reminds me of the only cat I ever owned. My great grand mother said if I could catch the cats around her house I could keep it. So for days I hunted one of the calico kittens, and finally caught one. I took him home and he hated every one, wrecked the house and stuff. He burrowed holes into my moms bed and couches, climbed the curtains and would drag his claws across the carpet, but when I was home he would be tame in my lap. Except I could not hold him for very long, and my mom was pissed at the cat. One day she told me he ran away but really she got rid of it. I was too young to realize that the cat couldn't open the doors and run away XD.