Some of you may have heard that Lubbock is dry. That’s not only for the weather,  you can’t buy wine, beer or liquor from a store in the city limits of Lubbock.

Serious efforts--both pro and con--are under way to address the situation.

But the most recent initiative that I know in regard to alcohol involves a very determined little kitten.

A quick digression to set this up.  You have to go outside of the city limits of Lubbock to buy booze in a neon-lit line of liquor stores called The Strip.

 Back to the blog at hand, three nights ago, a neighbor rang my doorbell and said, “Do you want him? My husband made a trip to The Strip and thought he heard something under the hood when he got back.”

 In her arms was one of the most adorable little gray-and-white kittens you’ve ever seen.

 There was no answer but yes, of course.

And for a moment, the plummeting stock market, contentious election, and economic uncertainty which have hung in the air for days, if not weeks, lifted. . .as a new little life scampered about-- happy, curious, unsullied.

The name of the new kitten--Pinkie. Sorry, Doc’s and Double T. Maybe next cat.

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