A buddy

Heading down for a workout along the leeward side of the street, wind trying to eviscerate my umbrella, I saw a familiar feline acquaintance running towards me.  The sweet tiger cat ran across a street and mugged me. I shut the umbrella, and squatted down to pat the little critter.  It wound itself around me, purring, then jumped up on my back.  I scooched over to some wet cement steps and sat, while the cat made itself comfortable around the back of my neck.  Fortunately I had on my new waterproof and evidently cat claw proof jacket, or I'd have been feeling some puncturing kneading.  I gently tipped this way and that, trying to dislodge the kitty, but it clung like a burr.  It must have been enjoying the warmth of my neck.  Eventually I started to stand up, and it jumped down.  I had to hustle away, as it tried to follow me.  Odd little interlude in a miserable sort of day...