I've recently developed some kind of attachment for cats, and I suspect it's because of how graceful and beautiful these creatures can be. I guess I am shallow that way :P Regardless whether they are strays or not, they all sit in a certain elegant manner, sleep so cutely and can make faces that make you go awww. Not all cats are equal though - some cats look more devious than others. E.g. there's always this lean cat sitting tall on the bonnet of some car every time I walk to the MRT and I swear he has a slightly evil look and stare!

Recently one guy started hanging out at my garden. Not IN my garden to be exact, but along the perimeter of my house - usually sleeping or just lazing and watching the world go by. He (or she) is the only cat I don't actively try to shoo out of my house - for whatever reasons. His fur seems to be somewhat ruffled/ imperfect and maybe deep down it made me feel sorry for him. I wouldn't want to be a stray - with nowhere to go, no one to like me etc. And so I decided to let him be. Share my garden - until he decides to be ungrateful and poo in my garden.

Earlier this week - I saw him hanging out again, and I decided to bring him some milk. After some initial hesitation (and after I hid behind my gate), he came forward to drink from the container! And I was thrilled to bits seeing him lick the milk with his little tongue. The guy got disinterested in the milk after a while, but I felt happy to have made his evening a little better that day (so I think). BUT - we are yet to be friends. He definitely keeps a distance, and I don't push it either. As with humans, I guess relationships take time to develop!

And so here's Part I of my juvenile and amateurish cat adventures. Not sure if I will get to Part II, but if there's any significant development worthy of an update, you will hear it here :P  Enjoy the rest of the week!