The Cat
My daughter's cat moved in with us. She came with my daughter when she moved back home at Christmastime, along with the 45 gallon fish tank. It wasn't our first introduction, but that doesn't mean there hasn't been a learning curve. She is a rescue animal. My daughter had to sign a paper saying she wouldn't let the cat outside. This has proved to be easy and hard all at the same time. She never asks to go outside, and has acclimated well to our home environment. Still, I think she misses the outside, because in the middle of the night, when we are fast asleep, and the evening breezes are blowing lightly through our open window, she creeps in the room, crosses to my husband's side, jumps up on the bed, steps on his face, hops up on the headboard and sits and stares out the window for an hour or more. Then she takes a turn at the other window. She is very happy to keep you company, and wanders into the bathroom at the most inopportune times, if you know what I m...