I spent about 2 hours yesterday morning gazing worriedly out of the windows at a cat that was sitting outside under the subway line tunnel....it seemed to be sitting strangely still for a long time.
Was it the pregnant cat straining to have her kittens?
Should I go and rescue her?
Finally I took some dried food downstairs and decided to have a look and if she was still there after work to mount a rescue attempt.
I opened the front door and looked closer.
It was a brown log.
I need a cat.