We've had a guest cat of late.
She lives somewhere in the neighborhood, we're pretty sure. At least we think so. Nonetheless, she's been spending most of recent days outside our house, increasingly often curled up on our porch.
Yeah, it was stupid to feed her. But not as unacceptable a choice as letting her go without, which was evidently the case before.
She's tiny compared to our two monster boys. Cute. Black and white, sort of a "tuxedo cat." Unlike most cats accustomed to roaming this neighborhood (and there are many, strangely), she will generally be quite affectionate (and this was before getting food).
It's heart-wrenching not to let the cat in, especially as the weather gets colder. But she's not our cat.
Our two cats do observe her from the windows. They don't like her, or she doesn't like them. Hissing is involved.
She's clearly been an "outdoor cat" for some time, affectionate or not. She's certainly not suited to be taken in.
Still, it's hard. We're pathetic.
She may even be out there right now.
It's getting awfully cold.