Yesterday evening, this big, orange cat showed up at our door and immediately walked into the house demanding food. No fear in Mr. Cat at all! We nicely escorted him our and informed him that we do not need a cat but thank you for applying for the job.
When we checked before bedtime, Mr. Cat had curled up in the basket we had put out for Howl the Cat and his friends. No fear in Mr. Cat at all!
This morning, I glanced out the window and Mr. Cat was just waking up from a restful night in Howl's basket. He saw me through the window, slanted his eyes in happy anticipation of some breakfast, and gave a self-satisfied meow. I didn't serve breakfast and hoped that would encourage Mr. Cat to go back to where he belonged.
When I returned home from morning Mass, Mr. Cat has forgiven me my transgressions in forgetting his breakfast and was waiting patiently on the front door mat. I didn't serve brunch, either. Mr. Cat went back to bed.
When my cat-loving daughter got up, she opened the front door and Mr. Cat was front and center. Knowing a possible weakness in character, Mr. Cat started weaving in and around my daughter's feet. When she bent down to see if he was friendly, he immediately started purring and pushing his head up against her hand.
Mr. Cat got some food but I'm here to say that it wasn't me that fed him!
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