and for the last couple of weeks she’s been coming in and stuff and she basically made herself at home in our house. we have no idea where she comes from or who’s she is, all we know is that she is out at all hours and from how loving she is, she probably doesnt get much attention at home
only thing is, she doesnt really understand us letting her in to get out of the weather and stuff, and has taken it as that she can move in or something i guess, just from how she acts. we decided to stop letting her in, since its not doing any good for any of us, and we’re no longer equipped to look after a cat after ours died last year.
ok so its storming pretty bad out where i am, raining and thundering— the full whack. i ended up opening my window as i tend to, since my room is tiny and when you have a radiator that wont turn off, my laptop and my xbox, it gets pretty damn hot [i dont do well at all with heat like that].
i fucking hear a squeaky meow from a cat, and think oh its just from one of the many that roams our street, next fucking thing i know the damn cat has appeared at and jumped my window. this is no easy feat, since my room isnt on the ground floor, and there are very few possible ways to reach up where my bedroom window is, even for a cat, since more or less everything is open and spaced out.
my dad has to put her out, and not 2 fucking minutes later when im back in my room, she fucking appears back through my window again.