Ok, this story is fairly close to one told here a bit ago. Except this time, it involved 3 different cats.
I work for a small company in the boondocks of nowheresville (nice place, good coworkers), and we're all fairly merry individuals (there are about 5-6 of us). I could go into great detail about the New Year's Farts incidents, or the Halloween Corpse Competiton, but I digress.
One of my coworker's cats recently had kittens. And he had to get rid of a few of them. Now, he had no idea what to do, so he came up with, as Baldrick would put it, "a cunning plan".
For three days, he kept sneaking kittens into the workplace, we would be typing at our computers or chatting at the water cooler, and then this little furball would prowl up and start untying shoelaces, or sniffing you all over.
One even slipped into the boss's office, and when we went in to check on the boss, we peeked through the door, and found him dangling a string over this puny little orb of fluff.
Eventually, a few got taken home as pets, but the majority (4 of them, actually) were allowed to stay as office cats. Every cubicle has food dishes and water bowls, and we often open up filing cabinets to see a little furry head poking out at us.
Real heartwarming, ain't it?
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