You may recall that I showed up a few weeks ago, picked up and brought home by the Human, who was under the impression that I could not navigate a busy street on my own.
She may have been right. As you can see, I am more inclined toward repose than adventure.
I was a little worried at first. I didn't know anyone here and that dog was something of a pest. But the food and water have appeared consistently, the dog understands who is in charge now, and the bed is extremely comfortable.
I believe that there are more adventures ahead, however. Several people have been to see me, and it seems that at least four of them are committed to the well-being of one little cat. Maria the Hairdresser decided that she could not add another to her already illegal twosome, but thanks to her friend Ken the Artist, who loves kitties but can't have one right now, she is going to take me for a week while my New Interim Lady is visiting her mother. Ken and the New Interim Lady came by last night, and I could tell that she really likes me. When she returns, I'll spend a month with her until the Italian Grad Student Who Is In Budapest returns, and then I'll move in with her. They tell me that she is a knockout blonde. When she visits her family in Italy, the New Interim Lady will take care of me -- assuming she gives me up in the first place, says Ken the Artist.
I think she will. She has three other cats and one of them is a Siamese. I foresee something of a challenge in our future.