We went out to have Teochew porridge for our couple supper date after the kids are fast asleep just now, and when we came back, this darling cat followed us and was so affectionate and trusting. She curled up against our legs and even followed us into the lift.

As you can see, she is spayed from the tipped ear. Cat Welfare people doing a great job.

Big was afraid that she wouldn’t “know” her way back downstairs but she kept following us into the lift even though we tried to gently shoo her out a few times. Heh. So we let her follow us upstairs and what do you know, our cats did not make a pip when she was outside the gate. Big took some food for her and brought her back downstairs. Of course, I had to ask him to take a few pictures of this darling.

I tinkered with the idea of a third cat, but honestly, I really don’t know. Firstly the apartment is not that big. And then, where do I draw the line at being Angelina Jolie of stray cats?

On the topic of stray cats, I would like to state for the record that I absolutely detest (yes in bold) people who insist on asking me the breed of my cats even after we have told them that 1) They are mixed breed strays that we have adopted 2) We do not know the exact mix of the breeds and we don’t really care either. The last I know, we are neither into feline eugenics or affected elitism.

Stupidity is so frightening. Much more so when the afflicted assumes otherwise.