Timeshare Cat

So, there's this cat.

My down-the-street-and-across-the-busy-road-neighbour's cat.

Except she's always here.

Sneaking in the back door, carrying out precision raids on the kitchen, suddenly appearing on my lap while watching television, sunbathing in the way on the top step, and lurking under the house playing queen of the castle on top of our mountain of moving boxes. I keep waking up with her draped across me or spread out at the foot of the bed - even after checking she's not in the house before I go to bed.

When she first started visiting we jokingly referred to her as Timeshare Cat. Now I think she views this as her house. Luckily she's totally lovely. We've let the owner know and she does go home for at least a little while each day.

The weirdest thing (apart from magically appearing on the bed overnight) is that she doesn't trigger an allergic reaction in me. I'm hugely allergic to cats and usually only have to look at one to have my eyes red, swollen and itchy and my nose running like a tap. None of that here. It's all very, very strange.

Hoping to post more about her crimes ... er, I mean adventurous visits, here.

Until next time,
@Sammie