Our outside cat Kitkat that adopted us last year was on our front porch. We heard her get into a fight. We've had a lot of stray Tom cats beating her up lately, so I went out armed with a broom. I didn't find a tom cat, I found this little cutie.
She wasn't hurt by Kitkat, she hid under a chair to get away.
I picked her up and brought her inside. My dad, who hates cats took her from me and cuddled with her.
We are going to try and find if she belongs to anyone but O mentioned want a cat and my dad said, wel I guess you'll have to keep that one.
O.O.
Coming from the man that hates cats... Crazy.
She is going to get a bath tomorrow, she needs to be wormed and have her ears cleaned too.
My mom says her name should be Harlaquin and call her Harley for short. (No she isn't think about Harley Quinn) I'm not sure though.
