…making the neighbors think I'm crazy and all.
So yesterday I went for a walk and this cat came up and demanded attention.
I've heard his name is Blue because of his eyes and there's some question whether he's deaf or not. Last night he would not let me alone–he even wanted to be picked up so he could make biscuits on my shoulder (his nails needed trimming). He didn't want to get down, and I knew he lived somewhere around there, so I just picked him up and walked him for a bit, until a door flies open and this lady pops out and says You're not stealing my cat, are you?
Certainly not, but Blue was all what lady? what house? until I carried him up the driveway and pooshed him in. The lady was saying Where have you been? and how did you get that grease on your back? (you can see it in the picture) and shut the door behind him so we didn't really have a chance to chat, but I swear, when I met up with him Blue was no more than a yard away from home, and acting like the lostest kitty ever.