Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Morning Blog #51

There actually is a "Cat Lady".

Since we moved in our new apartment, I've noticed the cat lady that lives downstairs and across the way. In our new apartment, our patio faces another patio of another apartment. At first I thought it sucked, because there was no view. But we have these two trees outside I'm always looking at and we have the Cat Lady downstairs. She leaves her patio door open almost 24-7. Cats walk in and out of there and hang out in whatever you call a group of cats - packs? dens? Whatever, they hang in a group. One thing gauranteed, you will see a cat hanging outside around the patio every day. So far I have counted two white cats, a tan cat, and a dark grey cat. Ms. Kitty, you may actually know what type of cats these are. Not being a cat person, I don't know.

What about the Cat Lady herself? She seems reserved. And I don't think she lives alone. I think she has an adult daughter about our age and maybe some grandkids. I have never made any verbal contact with her. I have seen her come out, change laundry and go back in, and she may glance up, but she's no conversationalist, yet. So I wonder about this. She seems like she is a safe person to live by. She always has her door cracked, so she has some trust in the world - even if it is only with cats. (Unlike other gun-totting residents!). I also think it takes alot of trust to leave your door cracked 24-7. You don't see that anymore. I remember growing up, we never loked our front door except for at night. During the day, it was always unlocked. At some point, I look to see if the Cat Lady is out today, to make sure she's still around. So that brought me to my question and my subject for my morning blog. What kind of Lady is the Cat Lady?

1 comment:

Ms.Kitty said...

Ah, the infamous cat lady. This woman could be very interesting, yet there is a possibility she is hoarding animals to fullfill an emotional void that plagues her heart and the SPCA will come an take all her cats away..but, yes, the pessimistic pshyche in me will digress; as of right now, I am my own cat lady.