Sunday

 Today, on our way from church, 

a little orange ball darted in front of our car.  
We screamed, slammed on the brakes, 

and watched as a tiny kitty frantically jumped into the woods

and onto the other side of the road.

 Gigs begged Christian to pull over, and he did

and now we have a kitty.
We named her Sunday.

And I hate how much I love her.