Every night, for almost a year now, we have a constant female visitor in cat form.
She has the color of complication. We tried to pat her, to keep her inside the house – but to no avail.
She was so skinny and had rashes all over her when she first dropped by.
Simba would also never leave her alone. She is, after all, what he had always dreamt of.
We would always know that she is around since Simba starts playing crazy and transforms himself into a dragon!
A cat-girl! (Our Simba is male, just in case you don’t know).
So there. She would never go away unless we give her something to eat. The poor thing.
Am really wondering where she stays. My husband said that maybe she has an owner, and she just comes to us if she wanted more food to eat.
I say she lives by the bushes infront of our garden. I think I saw her come out of there once.
Here she is asking to be left alone.
One hungry, stray cat.
Stoned Turtle keeping an eye on her.