After the levees broke, all the walls and fences were down behind my house on Columbus Street. All the little feral kittens and cats seemed to make their way to us and I would feed them every day. There was one tiny brindle one that I fell in love with-a very scaredy cat-big blue eyes-I teased that we had “petit dejeuner” together every morning-my coffee and their crunchies. She would eventually almost let me pat her head. But, I do have some great photos.