It being unseasonably warm, I left a window in the house open yesterday, since the cats like to use it to go in and out. (Saves me the trouble of having to clean the litterbox so often.;)) I get home last night, and a couple of the neighborhood strays start peeping around my other car. I tell them to give me a minute and I’ll get them some food, and I admonish the one cat with a collar that she needs to go home and stop hanging out here.
I get inside and I notice that Heket and Squeaker are curled up together at the foot of my bed, I find it a little odd that they’re not running up to greet me like they usually do, but I figure they’re sleeping. I set down a couple of things I’ve brought in with me, and I spot a neighbors cat in the house (I think they’ve dumped their cat, as they moved out of their place, and I thought that they moved into another trailer in the park, but I haven’t seen them around, and their cat insists on staying on my front porch.). I lecture her about being in the house, and realize that Heket and Squeaker weren’t asleep, but keeping a watchful eye on the intruder. Then, I spot an orange male tabby, who’s timid, but will allow me to pet him when he’s eating. I begin thinking [Kirk] This is damned pecular.[/Kirk] I start trying to flush the out of the house, when I spot yet another cat in the house. This is a very timid black and white female, who will not have anything to do with people.
I talk to her softly trying to encourage to her to come out and not be afraid, but she’s just too afraid. So I grab the bag of cat food to go out and feed the strays, having spotted my favorite stray (who I’d love to “capture” and keep) coming up to the porch. Two of the intruder cats, realizing that the biped’s taking food outside, scamper past me and hop out the window. As I go to open the screen door to go outside, I hear the sound of a cat racing towards me, and I figure that Heket’s decided to drive the outsiders from her domain, when Wham! The timid stray smacks right into the glass of the screen door at about the same level as my head. :eek: She scrabbles madly, trying to get a grip or claw her way through, I start laughing hysterically, and I try to grab her to calm her down, but she leaps away from me, dashes through the opening, and leaps off the deck into the dark! 
I have never seen a cat run so fast in my life.
I feed the kitties, and then, when I get back inside, carefully check around to make sure there’s no other interlopers and close the window. Don’t want to get a rep for running a house of illrepute! 