Smirking at the obviously feral kitten, cooing at her to get her attention before petting her head and playing with her ears. Which I know from personal experience is just divine, making her new limited intelligence into being my friend. Cooing and giggling at her some more while attaching a leash to the collar, seeing that her crotch is still locked. Smirking and chuckling to myself over showing this to the bastard and letting him sit in his own bewilderment over how I managed to find a feral kitten in the city.<br/><br/>Getting off of the bed and yanking her off as well, seeing how obedient she can be and if there will be a domestication program in her hear future.