Today I discovered a scruffy looking fellow that had plonked itself right in the center of traffic. I was at the Bukit Batok mrt station walking towards the interchange, going home from the coocoo driving centre (passed my FTT! :D) when there it was. King of the block. Sprawled comfortably on it's stomach, paws stretched out with an alert, wide-eyed look on its face. Didn't look as though it was gonna move soon. It wasn't actually scruffy, I think it's what you call calico. Its fur is a splash of black and different shades of brown such that it looks real dirty. Something like the tortoiseshell just that the latter has a base of white whilst the former has a base of black. I woulda gone up to it if it wasn't smacked right in the center of the path leading to the 7-11. Road block eh? Swiftly on my way, I just managed to catch a short glimpse of a somewhat curious man bending down and instinctively semi-poking the feline in the nose with his rolled up newspaper. What an exciting day for a cat!

I associate cats as friends. A very natural thing for me to do would be to assume any cat I see is a friend. Sometimes the poor fellows, unable to discern friendliness from nosiness hiss and hop quickly away, but no worry, I have yet to meet a bad cat.

Speaking of calico cats, I had a skinny one bounce after me the other day on my way home quite late at night. She was a skinny one but quite healthy looking. I heard the consistent jingling of a bell and realised I was being followed! Lovely lovely cat who couldn't get enough. Rubbed against my legs and bounced up and down against the wall. Took a few playful swipes at my hair when I bent down to rub her fur. What a silly fellow. Followed me right up to my doorstep but refused the dried cat food I offered. In the end, I had to entertain her for quite a while since she wouldn't go but I had to leave her behind because she's not my cat! Had a clear tag and collar round her neck and so, that was my only relief. That someone would care for her when I go.