Fee Lines

There are a lot more cats in my life here than I had imagined.

I just came back from the Taiwan style rice restaurant that I talked about in my last post, and the xiaomao was there again. It came in and out of the dining room, and once was only there for a few seconds, but later I managed to capture it and make it sit with me. I put it on my lap and just rubbed his shoulders and face and pet his back. I guess it's a him, but I really don't know. He's mostly white with some black and orange and is very cute and fragile. I gave him some chicken, and he seemed to like it.

There's also a family of cats that lives to the north of the school near all of the apartments and buildings there, and I think they mostly take refuge in the plants-that-are-actually-gates-and-fences that separate all of the different properties from each other. When I charge my bike, I notice them going in and out of the bushes, jumping up and down from the ledges to get back home. One of them is a kitten, a little brown and black guy, and he likes to hang out in front of the college, and sometimes even goes and sits with the security guard or sits underneath his chair. Apparently he's a little shy and doesn't really like to be touched. Angela asked the security guard, what are you going to do about him? Won't he be a problem here? And he said (in Chinese, of course), oh, no, it's okay, he usually gets bored and goes outside to do anything he wants.

I thought that was a nice attitude. And that's how JCIE accidentally adopted a kitty.

Last night when I went upstairs to play guitar on the roof, I noticed a cat in the hallway of the sixth floor when I got off the elevator. It was black and white and full-grown but looked cute, so I started walking down the hallway towards it, but it was a while away. I suppose that it got scared either by my footsteps or the elevator closing behind me, but it jumped and then ran into the door that was open in front of it. The owners closed the door behind it, and I didn't get to see it again. Kara and Jenny told me today that his name is something like Socks or Mittens. Seems fitting.

Peace out.