I have a cat
Or rather there is a cat that roams around my apartment. I am fairly confident that it is a boy cat and that he belongs to someone in this complex. He’s just an outside cat. A fat one at that too.
This cat, who I’ve taken to calling Cat because a) I am unoriginal and b) I don’t know his actual name and c) what if I named him Tom and it turns out he should have been named like Lola because I was wrong in thinking it was a boy cat? Anyway, this cat lounges under the trees, under the cars, in the dirt in front of my window, under lounge chairs, and anywhere there is shade when the sun is out. He’s a very peculiar cat and by peculiar I mean a complete attention whore.
Vahid and I will go outside and lounge in the sun in the common area of the apartment and he will come RUNNING towards us for pets and rub his scent all over us. Then a girl will walk by and he is like ciao! And runs off towards her. He has tried to come into our apartment before and routinely walks us from apartment to car, car to apartment, lounge area to apartment, meowing the whole time.
His attention whoring ways aside it’s kind of nice to see him when I venture out of my apartment. It’s taken off the strain of not having a pet. (I don’t know how you people who don’t have pets do it. It is driving me nuts. No Mom, I don’t want Midnight, you keep that crazy cat.) There are plans being made to get a pet, but not until we move back into the city at any rate, and that isn’t happening until December or later.
I’m starting to think that when I move I might have to smuggle him out of here.
I’m just warning anyone who might help us move to be careful if you come across any boxes with holes punched in the top…
So I have a cat. Or at least I do until someone else comes into his line of sight.
And because this post is already kind of silly here are pictures of squirrels that I took the other day.
My childhood cat Little Kitty would be so friendly with strangers. She used to join a circle of ladies who read books in the sun. She was so friendly that for 19 days she disappeared from our lives because someone took her in as their own, thinking she was a stray. You should have seen the look on my face when I opened the door and she was standing there waiting to come in, as if nothing had ever happened.
OK. You are pretty much the cutest thing ever.
(Cute kitty. Squirrels, too.)
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Beautiful picture. You take great ones! I know I never see you guys, but I really like having you in the hood. Please don’t move too soon.
Awwww… but what if he doesn’t have a home? Okay – he probably does since he’s so fat, but still.
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Cat looks like our overly fed cat, Neutron.
He’s a pain in the butt but we like him….except when he pees on my stuff.
As payback, I had his nuts chopped this morning.
The vet tech thought I was mispronouncing neuter when I’d say his name.
I have 3 dogs, 1 cat and a rabbit you can choose from.
It seems as if Cat is the community pet, which is nice. Hopefully he doesn’t go after the squirrel
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Cats absolutely rock. I used to have 8 of them back in my former life. At some point, the g/f and I will get one of our own and we’ll call him Dave. For some reason my g/f isn’t really going for ‘Dave’ though. Oh well. *I’ll* call him Dave. Even if he’s a she.
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Having a sometimes pet sounds like a pretty good deal. Vet bills are expensive.
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