I woke up around 4am this morning by the strangest sound I’d ever heard in my life.  What I thought had happened was that someone had left a crying baby on my doorstep.

As I listened from my bedroom window, the cries got eerier and were getting louder.  Afraid that the baby may be harmed, I put on my robe and slippers, grabbed my gun (hey, I didn’t know who the hell was out there at that time of the morning), and walked outside to find out where the wailing was coming from.

Turns out it was not a baby, but a stray cat in heat.  Good Lord, that cat sounded like a baby crying.  After shooing the cat away, I could not get back to sleep because I kept hearing that mournful wail in my head.