Having the stray cat around gives me plenty to do. I can't walk out of the house without it appearing. I can't pull the car out of the garage without it appearing. Check the mail, it appears. The next door neighbors congratulated me on acquiring the cute cat but since they each have a cat living under their porch they aren't much interested in mine. I named the cat Kitty.
My own cat, Prince has accepted the fact that I am feeding Kitty but he is absolutely worn out by the end of the day. He never gets a moment of peace.
It's no wonder that Prince gets tired. He spends hours making sure that Kitty doesn't open the door to come in and I can only think that I pity the fool that might decide to open that door!
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