They say cats have 9 lives; it's been 9 years

I was pretty bummed yesterday when Nick said he wasn't going to give me a ride to or from Delta. That means I had to resort to riding the Metro. Yes, which means I waited outside for a half an hour longer than I should have needed to. Oh well, at least it wasn't cold (that's what I tell myself). Once in my English class, my group of five people all depended on me and I literally had all five flash drives plugged into my computer and I had the pleasure of teaching them how to do some tricks on Word and how to use citationmachine.net to do their citations. It was pretty easy to teach them stuff but it was aggravating to be the only one with the organization skills needed to do everything. I brought my Hannah Montana wig to class so the only male member of my group can wear it for our presentation. Now, I have to figure out how to dress like a guy and hit on him - I mean - her.

So I sat at Delta until about 4:30 (my class got out at noon thirty) when I finally called my dad and he came to pick me up; even though he really didn't want to. I got home and senior was working on the house (it's very ironman-ish, futuristic like) and I turned the corner and saw this cat (see pic). I stopped in my tracks when I saw her, I'm very used to accidentally running into strays and them hissing and running away. But this one saw me, and literally ran up to me and started rubbing against me. I knelt down to pet her and she started rubbing against my face and licked my chin. She was extremely friendly and VERY pregnant. It won't be long until we have kittens running around. Now she has a little bed in the garage with food and water. Senior wanted to bring her in the house saying "I can't just leave her out here." I didn't know why not. She had obviously been outside for a while. She laid on my lap and I felt her tummy. I cringed when I felt her babies move (I think it's gross to feel an unborn child move). I sat outside with her until the sun went down. She just laid with me and purred and was happy. It was just like old times when I had outside cats and would aimlessly sit around outside with them until I had to go in. When I did go in, she sat by the door watching me. I turned my back on her and saw Alaina watching me. I let her smell me (the mama kitty had been shedding on me) and she didn't' hiss or anything like she normally does when she smelled a stray. She simply just continued looking at the door. I pet her once then left to go take a shower.

That night, I was bored so I texted Nick asking why Matthew never responded to my texts. There was about a 20 minute pause then Nick texted me saying, "I want to thank u for making my evening less than enjoyable now. You just can't let things go. He will answer when he FEELS like it. Until then leave me out of it and I mean it." Nick had told me he was done passing messages on to Matthew, so why had he passed on that message? Sheesh, if you're done than actually be done!

I was happy to see the mama kitty waiting for my mom and I outside this morning. Logan came out and started to pet her. She's such a good cat, and soon we'll have lil kittens. Huh, I think I said just last week that I wanted kittens. Hm.