And she did.not.care. At all. She still followed us EVERYwhere. If she wasn't outside when we came out for a walk, she'd find us. And she'd follow us on our walk (again, brushing up along side of them while they tried to do their business). If she didn't like the route we were taking home, she'd go a different way and meet us back at the stairs.
A few months ago, she started following us *all* the way up to the 3rd floor. So... we let her in. Then we started feeding her and loving her. Hey, she loves us! And she's cute! And sweet! And hungry! And, and, and...
She doesn't have a family. So she adopted us. And we call her Kissa (which is Swedish for "cat"). I so enjoy having her in our home. She doesn't sleep overnight, and that's fine with me (and my asthma... tee hee). And when we move, I'm pretty sure we'll take her with us. :)
5 comments:
Aww, how cute. We had a cat visit us a lot in our old home. I often wonder what came of her.
Kissa has a very sweet face! She sounds so lovable!
She's so cute! I'm not surprised she adopted you. Cats just know how to find someone the right person to take care of them. And they don't take no for an answer, LOL.
There is a cat that lives in the storm drain in front of our house. I keep telling Adam I am going to start feeding the poor thing. He keeps threatening dire consequences if I do (he is very allergic to cats).
Congrats on the new baby! (Cat, that is.) She's adorable and really like the name you've given her. :)
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