Look at my forehead

Is there printing on my forehead? Does it say, "Idiot" or "Patsy" or "Miss Easy Mark 1972" Or maybe there's some secret cat sign on our porch. We are now a five cat family again. The neighbors to the south of us - they of the free-range child care and 2 pitbulls - have violently seperated and are moving. The big white fluffy male cat, Charlie, found a home with a family down the street, and has been living there a few weeks now. But there was a tiny fluffy female who wound up on our porch, starving. She should have been spayed and may already be pregnant (Fly, having been neutered for years, was quite, quite puzzled by her advances and entreaties.) I finally got a chance to talk to the female half of the disintigrating family and asked her about the little black and white kitty and she said, "Oh f___ her. His sister asked us to keep the cat for a few days and it's been months now. I'm not taking on any more mouths to feed!"

"Are her shots up to date?" I asked.

"We haven't been able to afford diappers for the baby, let alone shots for the cat!"

So DH and I have taken the little cat into our home, and I will take her to our vet on Monday. She's too shy for a photo yet. Since she's about as big as a squirrel, and has a lovely fluffy tail, DH has named her Squirrel. She is a gentle little thing, quite happy to cuddle, but intimidated by all the resident cats. Right now, she is living behind the dryer.

So about that writing on my forehead - Is it really, really obvious or what?