The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.
T.S Eliot


I was about to step on it near our college canteen.......its eyes were not yet open.
took it to my room .....took decent care of it for about 4 days. Now its in an animal shelter in mangalore.
I miss "Semi Pro"!!
Yeah..................Thats what we called it!!!!:)