Villainous Villainess

Is the name of my cat apparently. Let me tell you, folks, I'm not an animal person at all - I've been very content now for some time with my plant. Last night, while Church and I were running my RPG, there was this crash at the door, shortly preceded by the heathen kids that run around this housing project. I shook my head and went to check the door, then all of a sudden this flash of fur bolts down the hallway and to the back of the house, then all around the damn place. I see this cat staring at me and, well, it had this look as if to say "Gods there's something chasing me, mind if I crash here?" Or something to that effect, though likely with more frantic a tone. Now, I must stress that I generally don't care all that much about animals - not to say that I'm inhumane to them, I just am not much of a pet person. Nonetheless, I found myself at quite a loss as to what to do with the creature and so I decided that is should go out. I put out the animal and it ran back at the door and cried a bit until I let it in once more - since then apparently it lives here. That's the best way to describe it - I don't really know how to deal with the animal (which gypsy and church find highly amusing), but I like the animal.

So now I have a litterbox and a scratching post and a cat. Pictures soon I s'pose.

Life is odd.

- GHosT