So this morning I was getting ready for work and there’s this plaintive howling at my window, so I opened the window to see if there were any survivors and this. Random. Cat. Just hops in, does a lap of my flat, and settles in like Emperor of the Universe. She’s still here, the window’s open so she can leave and go home any time she wants to but she’s just sleeping on my bed like it’s not even my bed it’s hers.
So I was like “where did you come from?” at her and then I started singing Cotton Eye Joe (if you don’t sing to cats you’re just wrong), so I’m calling her Emperor Joe Random while she’s visiting.
Someone loves her, she’s healthy and very friendly, so I’m going to try to find her home and get her back there. I can’t feel a chip under her skin but that doesn’t mean there isn’t one. She doesn’t have a tattoo but I gather those aren’t standard round here so she may be desexed or not, I can’t tell. If she’s still here on Monday I’ll take her up to the City Vet, they do free checks and care for found/stray cats. Sadly there’s a lot of strays and abandoned kitties in this town, in fact there’s a huge semi-supported colony about two blocks over from my house. She’s not from there. Her coat is very soft & glossy, and she’s fine with being picked up for cuddles and belly rubs, so I’m certain she’s got a loving home to go back to.
If I can’t find her people though, and if she doesn’t wander home on her own, the landlady is cool with me keeping her, and the cat is apparently cool with keeping me, in a “ok I’m here now you do what you like but make sure it includes food and pettins” kind of way.