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There's a cat stalking me.
A very pretty black cat with the greenest eyes I've ever seen on a creature. Absolutely gorgeous!
I'd love to just pet him and love him and take him home.
But...
I'm allergic to cats. And so is most of my family.
I've tried to pet him a few times, because personal health takes a back seat to cute kitties, but he stubbornly stays out of reach.
While disappointing, that's probably for the best. I don't really want my tombstone to read "Death by cute cat pets". Or would it be "Death by stupid decisions"?
So I continue to go about my business. I didn't think anything of it when I saw him on my walks to work. He's probably someone's pet allowed to wander the neighborhood.
That's what I thought, but I kept seeing him. Not just on my way to work, but outside the library, the park, the grocery store, Dairy Queen, the apartment parking lot...
This cat is stalking me.
Still won't let me pet him though.
...
I sigh, flat expression at the black cat sitting on my car. "I need that."
He stares at me.
"I have to go to the store and I need that car. Its a tad difficult to drive with a cat on the hood."
He flicks his tail.
"I'm gonna need ya to kinda move."
He blinks slowly, and seems to have come to a decision. That decision being to lie down and get comfortable.
I groan, head back. "Really?!"