black kittens jumped on my head and pulled my hat down.
then one came back to me as if looking sorry for doing that. it licked my nose and chewed on my hair. it kept running back to play with the other kittens.
then i would have to ask this grouchy old lady, "where is the one that chews on hair?" she seemed very annoyed with me after like, the 77th time i had asked her!!!
my dad came in and saw me playing with the kitten. he said "do you want to get her?" i nodded yes.
we named her coco because my aunt named her cat, who had just recently died, coco. 