“Is that your cat?”
“Yes, he is. Can you catch him?”
“I don’t catch cats.” The man wiped his bumpy nose with the back of his hand.
“Maybe you could do it this one time, just as a favor to a stranger.”
The man put his bag of potatoes down on the sidewalk and set off after the cat. He called “Cat! Cat! Come here, Cat!”
It seemed unusual for a man to carry a bag of potatoes down the street, but she didn’t question because he was going to catch her cat, but he didn’t, just like he said.