This black cat wandered into our church service on Sunday. Right into the hall in the middle of the meeting. She had to enter the building, then climb up a bunch of stairs before coming into the room. She was carried out three times through the course of the morning! I guess no one thought of shutting the door. Later, on our way to get in the car, we saw her again in the parking lot, and I crouched down to say hello. Before I knew it, she had leaped right onto my legs and was lounging there purring. Never met her before (I didn't do any of the carrying beforehand). The friendliest cat ever. In related updates, I am now the only person in my household who is not allergic to cats. I washed my jeans before David got home from his latest trip - taking Jason to college. All is going well!