When I get off work, around 7ish, it’s usually dark out (now anyways). I get home and I see a black animal dart across the street. I couldn’t decide if it was a raccoon, a possum, or a cat. For a second, I feared for my life that it would attack me when I get out of the car.
I get out and a cat comes prancing over. It literally ran up to me and rubbed all over me like I was coming home and it hadn’t seen me in 2 days. Very talkative fella. I knew it couldn’t be my cat, for, mine would have a collar and my cat doesn’t go outside. Plus he’s fatter than this cat.
I try to walk to my door and it follows me. I even had to call me dad to come and open the door so I could jump inside without letting it in.
This cat has been around the neighborhood before. I suspect it has a home and they just let it outside. There is no way a cat would be that social if it didn’t have an actual home.
I kinda feel bad for it if it’s an alley cat and it’s just sitting outside right now… O’malley, the alley cat
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