This is the friendly neighborhood cat. She’s the sweetest kitty I have ever met. Not only is she freakishly adorable, she’s social and affectionate. I go to the district hospital once every week, and psychiatrist once as well, and the road is the same. Just about every time, this little lady will be there, run up to me and start purring like crazy. I can lift her up and pet her, walk with her for a while and put her down when the road splits, then she goes back to her spot and does the same for the next person.
Deliberately choosing those who look sad. And everyone who’s been walking down that road will have a huge smile on their lips.
I don’t know who owns her but she’s very well fed, groomed and taken care of, so even during those rainy days, she has somewhere to retreat.
Today she came visiting our house just after we had installed the stairs to the porch, so she could actually get up. She was about to strut into the apartment but since I have seven birds, a huge pizza stood ready on the table, and mom is allergic, I sat down on the stairs to cuddle with the little miss instead.
She immediately started stroking around me and eventually climbed up and sat in my lap, leaning against me and kissing me on the chin. After quite a crappy day, this was awesome and I’m absolutely in love with her, I wish she was mine.
I’ve seen her go in to the neighbors house from time to time, playing with their dog, and she even visits the student corridors on the other side of the street.
She goes wherever there is some love to be found, and some to be needed. Then when it get’s cold, I like to imagine that she cuddles up on a warm sofa with her owner, getting a nice belly rub and some nice kitty treats.
