Wait...there are three cats over there...

In the never-ending saga of my feline roomates...

Yesterday I ran home after work to get my old running shoes to take to the store to get new running shoes...when I returned, I sat down at my computer and heard Ungarski hiss. I glanced over...as they sometimes hiss at a spider because they are so "manly"...and thought I lost my mind. Yes, I had to have lost my mind...my eyes are decieveing me. I rub them...blink a few times...but no, there are THREE CATS in my house. I'm no crazy cat lady people, and have drawn the line at two. But sure as sheiza there are THREE CATS in my house.

Rewind to last Fall when my neighbors came to me concerned that Stetson got out of the house. Turns out, there is a semi-stray (i'm pretty sure he "lives" at the house next door but he's an outdoor cat) cat who has similar color markings to Stetson (and on a side note, the most gorgeous blue eyes you've ever seen in an animal sans a purebread husky). He comes creeping up to the door to visit Stetson and Ungarski and sometimes sits in the window sill outside.

But yesterday...he was IN MY HOUSE. Now, I'm telling myself that he darted in when I came in with my brand new shoes...but part of me is like "has he been in here all day? since before i went to the store?" What tha!?!?!?!?! Stetson and surely Ungarski would have raised a stink if he had been in my house longer than the 1 second it took me to notice he was in my house...and as soon as I freaked out and started yelling he ran right to the door and out the door when I opened it. I didn't double check that he WASN'T in the house when I left today so I'm kind of paranoid about it now...all the windows were closed and let's just hope I don't have a freaking cat hole in my house somewhere. Anyways...it was kind of funny...I guess.