meow cat.

When I got home, there was a cat waiting for me on my steps.

It was gray, and had these huge yellow eyes.

I think it was a stray, because I've seen it around our neighborhood a lot.

And I know what you all are thinking right now.

It's probably something like "Aw, it's a cute little cat, why don't you adopt it?"

No. I love cats, don't get me wrong, but seeing a random cat on my steps that probably has rabies, AIDS, or whatever awkward diseases cats get, kind of unsettles me.

So we kind of stared at each other for a few minutes.

Me trying to telepathically tell it that it needs to move because it's blocking the door.

The cat undoubtedly trying to tell me that it wants food. 

And it started to follow me as I backed away.

Which just plain scared me.

So I ran away as fast as a could, feeling stupidly uncoordinated with my backpack and ipod headphones flapping around.

Now that I think about it, I should have taken a picture of it.


My mom tells me not to feed it or else it'll stay.... <3 Fi