Who does she think she is?

There's a cat who keeps coming by our place.

She sits on the deck or on the deck railing every morning now. She and Hart got to be friends the first time she came by in the garden. Hart and she touched noses like old friends and then they strolled around the garden together.

When I came outside, she came up and touched my nose too.
I think she is awfully forward.
It made me pretty uncomfortable when she did that.
I've been stalking her ever since...'cuz I'm not sure she is who she says she is.

Bernie gave her greenies. Then he talked and talked with her, while we were stuck inside WITHOUT any greenies.

Another reason I'm not so sure I like this gal cat.

Bold as you please...staring in our window!
She doesn't look like she has missed many meals, if you know what I mean.

She rubbed on our screen.

That's pretty forward too.

Later on she camped out on the deck. I went over to give her a once over.

I had to think about all this for a bit.

Then she started rolling!

What is THAT supposed to mean?

Eventually she wandered off, and Hart and I settled down for a morning nap.

Maybe tomorrow I'll know what I should do about all this.

Yeah, that's it.

I'll think about it tomorrow.