Reaping what I sowed

I had promised my neighbor a cat long time ago. After a few months, I found one that needed to be adopted, and picked it up for him. He hugged me, he almost cried, he was the happiest person alive. Half a year later I was in need to give a few tiny sweet white kittens away, so I offered him one. He loved the idea, showed me how well the other cat I'd given him was doing, happy etc.

So, a few days ago, drunk as he likes to be, told one of my friends who was about to walk into my house to ask me if I couldn't give him a bit of cash, you know, since he was "taking care of my cats" and all.