So I woke up today, walk out of my bedroom and discover Chloe on the couch.
We are not adopting this cat. No. She is invading us. This is a cold war of attrition, fueled by soft purry goodness. Slowly this calico invader is worming her way into our hearts and lives and couches paw by fuzzy paw. Today she has claimed the living room. Soon we shall awaken to find a new feline overlord perched gently on our chests, looking down on us with expectation in those pretty green eyes. And her demand shall be FEED ME.
She has doomed us all.