...and then there were five.





This picture is misleading, she is totally not terrified of me.

This is more fuuuuuuu- than hooraykitten, 'cause man, I don't need no more cats. But I wasn't gonna leave this sweet face out to get run over or starve either (car dealership on a 50mph road = lots of roadkillkitties around). These post-bath pictures don't do her justice, she's a beauty queen in person – mix of tabby and tortoiseshell.

She showed up last night at the dealership I work at last night after I went home and spent a few hours patrolling the new car showroom and howling her head off. She was there again today and spent the morning mewing and tapping at my window and trying to be friends with everybody that walked by. I took her to my car on my lunch and she ate so voraciously, like she hadn't had anything in a week. All shaking and purring. She's a little bone, with burrs all stuck in her belly fur. I left her in my car with a window rolled down and a blanket covering her. She cozied up and slept all day long under the blanket, poor darlin'.

She slept curled up in a ball half the car ride home and spent the other half sitting in my lap purring loudly. She was wearing a pink collar (no tags), so I'm putting up a Found Cat ad and she'll see the vet this weekend, get spayed if she isn't already.

One of my favorite salesmen (he's a huge animal-lover and a ballroom dancer!) was falling in love with her this afternoon, so with his wife's permission he might adopt her. I'm crossing my fingers!