Mollie and I were finishing up a great dinner at the house when we heard a very lonely and persistent bunch of ‘Meow’s’ coming from outside. I headed to the back slider, and Mollie to the front to investigate. I hadn’t hardly opened the back door when I heard a yelp from Mollie.

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A very spooky, but very tired and lonely feline had decided that our home was the place to be for the night. After a little inspecting, we decided that it was a ‘She’, and still capable of reproducing, if you get my drift. She was thin, and a little dirty, and a whole lot tired. We left the door open a crack, and let her do as she pleased. She’d go in and out of the door over and over, not quite sure what to make of us. This was not a wild cat by any means, she knew about homes and loving people, and she knew that we (humans) were to be trusted.

After a good long while of darting in and out of the door, we left her alone, and went about our business, keeping an eye on the living room of course. She was very much in need of some food and kindness, and probably more than anything, just a place to rest.
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She finally calmed down a bit, and took up residence on the couch. Cute little thing.

Now, we haven’t been looking for a cat. Especially not a long haired, young, previously owned, and likely abandoned cat. We kept her inside for a while and let her be, and she was obviously happy for it. Still, we didn’t know for sure she was abandoned, and I’m not in the buisiness of stealing cats.

With heavy hearts we put her outside, along with something soft to sleep on, and some food if she needed. If she was someone else’s, she’d find her way home. We decided that if she was going to adopt us, she’d stick around.

Mollie says no sign of her this morning.

I hope she found someplace warm and welcome to lay her head.