Enthusiastic greeting

On my evening walk, a half-grown sleek black cat with one white paw and half a white nose came running toward me, tail vertical. Sometimes cats run right past me, intent on their own business, but this one stopped in front of me with an imperious high pitched mew. I squatted down and extended a friendly fist. She walked around behind me - and leaped lightly onto my back, purring warmly in my ear. I cautiously stood up, and she stayed up there, not even digging in with her claws.

I got her down and took a look at her collar. "Frannie" and I hung out a bit longer and she jumped up on my back again, draping herself around my neck. We parted ways when a couple of pedestrians approached with a dog. I didn't want her startled with claws in close proximity to my head.

I walked back up that way later, but didn't see her. I might just walk down that block again at evening time, looking around hopefully for the most sociable cat to strangers I've ever met.