so, as i was “wrapping things up” last night — checking email, etc — after hitting the Outlook with Jackson and Hunter, I noticed Karen, out beloved female kitty going a bit nuts around the front window of our house. I turned to the left to see what was what, and there, sitting just inches from the window was a smallish, grey cat. It scared the living beejeezus out of me, as the cat was lit up by the lamp in the window, and I really hadn’t expected there to be a cat, or really ANYTHING staring in the window at me.

Immediately, the cat-naming gears in my head started turning, and I deemed that this cat should be known as “Stoop Cee-Aye-Double-Tee” (Stoop Catt), as he/she was found upon our stoop after a no-doubt harrowing night livin’ on the streetz. I put out some water and food for this newly-favored kitty, and called it a night. Perhaps he/she shall show up tomorrow? I just don’t know.