"CAT!"

So our neighbors (not connected) have a cat, or two. This black cat sits outside sometimes, and as you can imagine, Emma loves it.  She kept saying, "'Mere cat. 'Mere cat," while motioning it to come to her. Apparently it is starved for attention because it came over to her. She loved it, petted it real nicely with Grandma Joy. Then I gave Emma her kitty because she was sad that the black cat couldn't come in the house with us. The girl loves cats.

CAT!