Two weeks ago, we had another cat show up. This cat, who we're calling Brownie, also seems to be a homeless stray. I get the feeling s/he was formerly a pet and dumped. S/he was scared at the beginning, but I'm beginning to notice that s/he is very friendly. It just seems to be that way, because s/he was sooooooo hungry and thin when it started coming. It seems to be better and more healthy now that its eating here everyday. Its actually possible Emmy's a dumped pet too. Ugh...why are people so cruel? I just don't know, but what I do know is...these two cats do not live with someone. They're outside fulltime, and seem to fill their tummies at our place.

Emmy's reaction at first sight of Brownie...
"Wah...who the heck is that cat in MY backyard?"


Brownie is so sweet. S/he has scratches on his/her nose and ears, which seem to be the result of a cat fight to me. This is Brownie 2 weeks ago...







And here's Brownie today.





S/he has the CUTEST meow. I swear...one meow from Brownie, and the whole family's heart melts. In fact, my heart is melting just remembering his/her voice. SO cute.

I am still getting to know Brownie...s/he is so new here. I wonder if these two are going to stay. I wonder if they're going to end up becoming a part of the family. I wonder if 'gasp'...I'm going to be an unplanned meowmie. We weren't prepared for cats yet, didn't plan to have them yet, and don't exactly know what to do. All I know now is that I'm falling for them, my mom's falling for them, my brother's falling for them, and even my dad, who I thought doesn't like cats much gets soooooo happy when they come to visit and eat and rest. My husband adores them, of course, being the cat lover he is. So...what do you all think? Am I becoming a meowmie? He he he. I'm not sure how the tiels would feel about that. They LOVE watching the cats from the window, and its quite amusing, seeing their expressions while they're safe in the house, away from the kitties. The cats don't seem to have any interest in them at all (when they see them through the closed windows).

Surprisingly, this is not the end of the cat stories.