Where there was the cutest medium sized gray kitten just sitting there on the top step. Well, I am a sucker, so I petted the little devil. I was really surprised that it wasn't afraid of me and did not run away - that's been my experience with "city" cats. They've had too many people mess with 'em and don't trust many people.
But not this little turd. Friendly as hell. Clearly this was someone's pet, but it was looking a little thin. And after all, why would someone's kitten be out and about at five freaking AM?
"I'm sorry, boss, but I'm gonna be about a half day late to work. Yeah, I found this destitute kitten, and I've gotta get some food, water dishes, and a kitty litter box for it. Yeah, I know the customer has a crane scheduled for my approximate arrival time. Okay, thanks, be in as soon as I can."
Yeah, that's gonna work.
I'm not sure I even want another cat right away, and I run into the poster child for a friendly, needy kitten. Crying as I left.