This is one of the few cats roundabout whose name we don’t know. I call her Mulder, and today she’s crept into our house like 4 times, tried to eat our cats food, and has now settled behind me on the sofa. She’s been asleep up there for like an hour. She’s still there.
Thankfully, she’s very light and amenable to being held–and when necessary, carried out of the house. She’s so chill.
Who owns her? Which house is she supposed to be in?
(Mulder is also a lot of fun: I gave her a treat the other day, and she used my leg as a balance beam to get at it. And she’ll chase any rock you throw.)