scrubjayspeaks

Behold, the horrible animal I have allowed to invade my home this evening:



Noise Cat* has discovered the couch. She is grudgingly impressed.

*To recap, Noise Cat here was an abandoned/neglected barn cat from a neighboring ranch. She now lives around our house pretty much full-time, but coming inside the house has only become a thing in the last few months. I disapprove of outdoor cats--they get killed bloody constantly around here, because people can't drive worth shit, among other hazards. So I've been on a years-long campaign to befriend her and someday--someday!--turn her into a house cat.

Almost two years after I started befriending her, the local wandering cat is my very good Noise Cat. I still don't know who she belongs to, and I barely resist the urge to straight up steal her so nothing can hurt her. But she is, sadly, an outside cat and not mine. Still. She visits often and makes biscuits if my lap is available.

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