So this morning I was getting ready for work and thereās 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. Sheās still here, the windowās open so she can leave and go home any time she wants to but sheās just sleeping on my bed like itās not even my bed itās hers.
So I was like āwhere did you come from?ā at her and then I started singing Cotton Eye Joe (if you donāt sing to cats youāre just wrong), so Iām calling her Emperor Joe Random while sheās visiting.
Someone loves her, sheās healthy and very friendly, so Iām going to try to find her home and get her back there. I canāt feel a chip under her skin but that doesnāt mean there isnāt one. She doesnāt have a tattoo but I gather those arenāt standard round here so she may be desexed or not, I canāt tell. If sheās still here on Monday Iāll take her up to the City Vet, they do free checks and care for found/stray cats. Sadly thereās a lot of strays and abandoned kitties in this town, in fact thereās a huge semi-supported colony about two blocks over from my house. Sheās not from there. Her coat is very soft & glossy, and sheās fine with being picked up for cuddles and belly rubs, so Iām certain sheās got a loving home to go back to.
If I canāt find her people though, and if she doesnāt wander home on her own, the landlady is cool with me keeping her, and the cat is apparently cool with keeping me, in a āok Iām here now you do what you like but make sure it includes food and pettinsā kind of way.