Wow, Mickey Blue Eyes came inside our house for the first time today. Ever so cautious, he inched inside the front door and explored the living room while we were drinking and watching TV. I tapped the couch, he climbed on for me to pet him.
Mickey comes here around 6:30 pm every night. I'm out in the yard as soon as I come home from work, so I pet him and Jordan comes out to meet him too. Mickey doesn't stay long, he just purrs and meows when we give him our love. Twice, I have tried to feed him. Once, we were having a BBQ and I fed him a piece of steak, which he ate. The second time, I tried to feed him a fish stick, which he utterly refused.
There is NO WAY a stray cat won't eat a fish stick. He mustn't have been hungry, but what stray cat isn't hungry? Today, Mickey was hanging out, inspecting the inside of our place. He wandered in and out, all the way into the bedrooms and back out.
At about 7 pm, Mickey sat at the front door looking out. I saw him prance. I told Jordan, "He is hunting something" and ran out in my socks in an attempt to see what he was up to. I heard a subtle, "Hi guy, how are you?". I ran over really fast to the voice and said, "Is he your cat?" I had not even seen Mickey!!!
The neighbor was shocked, but he replied affirmatively. I proceeded to tell the neighbor I was so happy that Mickey had a real owner. I explained to the neighbor how Mickey was kind of finicky, hissed when touch certain ways, and Jordan thought he could not be trusted. I told him that I attempted to feed Mickey twice, but once he did not eat. The owner said, "Yeah, he is a weird cat. He likes to be touched like this [pet cat] and he only likes two kinds of food [named kinds]. Please don't feed him".
The neighbor said the cat's real name was "NICKY". He said Nicky adopted them as he originally belonged to someone else on the same street. The neighbor tried to give NICKY a new name, but he wouldn't have it. He has been living with them for 3 years.
Wow, no wonder he responds to the name we gave him, "Mickey". It's crazy, he actually knows his name and can't recognize the difference between Nicky and Mickey. Anyhow, the owner and I shared all kinds of tidbits about Mickey (we will continue calling him this).
He likes to be pet a certain way, is a picky eater, and sleeps in his owner's BED. So, WHERE THE HELL WAS HIS OWNER WHEN HE MEOWED OUTSIDE OUR DOOR ALL NIGHT? Ok, so I had to ask the owner that (much more kindly). He said, "Was it about a month ago?" I replied, "Yes!" and the man said, "I was in Mexico!"
So, Mickey just wanted to sleep indoors! Well, at least we know we can just enjoy him and we have no real responsibilities. The owner said, "You are the orange house in the corner?" I replied, "Yes".
"He likes interesting yards".
So, I take that as a compliment. We have a stalker cat as he likes "interesting yards". What the heck does that mean?
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