Perhaps she was trying to make amends for the mess she made the other morning when she ripped through my trash bags.....
But her peace offering was....enough, especially after seeing the look of excitement on the faces of my children. They were the ones along with John that cleaned up the trash, and if they can forgive, surely so can i. Not that it took me long before i was opening a can of tuna and feeding her leftovers of mac & cheese ( i know not the best diet, but hey when you're starving anything is better than nothing....besides it's got to be better than trash!)
The kids were all ready to make her a home and give up their blankets etc., but i reminded them that not only did she probably have fleas (and who knows what else), but we had a bigger problem....Mike and Marilyn.
They are our lovely landlords, and yes they really are terrific, however they wouldn't let us bring our two cats with us from the farm. Therefore we cannot make it look like she is our pet in any shape or form....but food i can give her...at least until i get caught! ;-)
So yeh, sometimes there's a way around the rules, after all she's not ours is she? Well not yet anyway, but something tells me she'll be back tomorrow. Who am i kidding, the kids have been out on our back porch since 8:45am and it's now 11am and they are still there loving her to death.
This is Jack being excited about the cat, lol!
Welcome Calico!
