Whenever you move into a new house, you always find interesting remnants from the previous owners. Fridge magnets under the appliances, lost postcards behind closet doors, matchbox cars in the garden...that kind of thing. Our new house has been no exception. We've found all kinds of goodies in all kinds of odd places. A baby soother under the old dishwasher, a He-Man toy sword tucked behind a built-in bookcase and a Siamese cat in the carport.
Yup, you heard that right. A cat.
I'm not going to get into how angry I was when we learned she'd been abandoned, I've already devoted enough energy to that. Safe to say the old tenants won't ever want to meet me, 'cause I'll kick their sorry cat-abandoning asses and then some.
Our new neighbour had been feeding the kitty after the Losers left and even went so far as to find her a new home a few blocks away. The cat would have none of it though and kept finding her way back to the house. It's her house and she ain't going anywhere. Fine with us! She'll continue to be an outdoor kitty until we get Indy settled in the house and then we'll officially be a two cat family again. We were working on finding an appropriate name for our new spare cat when we settled on "Bicoe." She's our "Break In Case Of Emergency" cat and we're more than happy to have her.