On Friday Chris and I found this small kitten in a parking lot underneath my car in the city. We walked around the neighborhood and asked if she belonged to anyone but failed to find an owner. Storm clouds were rolling in, and we’re both big softies, so we took her home. Lupe seemed like an appropriate name since we found her behind a Mexican restaurant. Although we fell in love with her, Chris and I didn’t want become *those cat people* with four felines. So today Chris and I sent out e-mails at work soliciting a good home, and I posted fliers with this picture. Within two hours a woman from the Press called and stopped by to pick her up. Is it pathetic that we’re going through withdrawal? We both miss her a bit, but I’m glad she has a good home now. I hope you’re happy little one!