meisa's lagoon

i've finally met a cat that i like.

i've always been a dog person. and not just a "oh, i prefer dogs to cats" person, but a "i like dogs and cats are evil beings that are trying to take over the world" person. but now, a cat has finally found its way into my heart.

so this cat...he lives in our alley and appears to be homeless. but it really seems like the guy just wants to be part of our home. he's broken into our house at least 5 times, jumped into our car, and in general, just seems to want to hang out with us. how could you not like something that wants to be with you that much? we've been shooing him out because khalid is allergic to cats, but i suspect that if that weren't the case, we'd be thinking about taking him in. he's kind of cute...in a cat like way.

anyway, everytime we have another encounter with him (like tonight where he jumped in through our window and wandered around our entire house for 10 minutes), i think about feeding him. based on his weight, he seems to be not-starving, so i'm sure he's fine. but i still feel bad. at the same time though, i know what feeding a stray cat leads to, so i'm trying not to give him anything. i bet you anything i'm going to cave pretty soon though. and then i'll give him a name. and soon enough i'm going to be buying little cat toys and wearing sweatshirts with kittens on them. i.....must....resist.