Adventures of a Meow-meow

One day last year, I was minding my own business when suddenly a cat appeared. (Now that I think about it, I might have already blogged about it.) The cat had a collar with a phone number on it, and I called that number. Come to find out, the cat lives on California Street, which is two streets parallel above Oregon Street. Considering how idiotic a huge percentage of drivers are, I'm surprised that cat hasn't turned into road pizza by now.

From time to time, the cat would traverse the dangerous path to Kevin's house. I would say that over the past year the cat has appeared four or five times to both Kevin and me. One time the cat scared the hell out of me one night. It was around 12:30am and I was playing video games, when suddenly I heard this rustling outside -- like literally outside the window of the living room. When I realized it was that cat, I shooed her away.

Cut to today that cat appeared again! Either the cat is really dumb, oblivious, or adventurous, because she just came up to me nonchalantly like an old friend visiting. Also, she is really vociferous; every pet, every action I made, every move I made, she was there right under my feet meowing incessantly. It was cute, I had to admit. I tried to give her some water, but she refused.

So anyway, a little while later, she got board with me, or maybe she got distracted by something, because she left. Before she did, I got some pictures...naturally.







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