Catty

About a month ago I came home with the kids, put Chubs down, and started getting Pita ready for her nap. I kept hearing this mewing sound and I couldn't figure out if it was the baby or what! Finally I look under my bed and there's this cat. Of course first things first I'm thinking- I hope it didn't pee under my bed cause that's gross! Then I'm thinking, how the heck did it get in here and does it want some milk? (Word to the wise, cats are not supposed to drink milk- lactose intolerant or something like that) I let it back outside cause I'm thinking that it belongs somewhere and was just enjoying my hard wood floors. It doesn not want to leave! So I call B, he comes home, and he says, well let it around and we'll figure it out.
Chubs is out of control loving the thing, chasing it everwhere (slowly since we were just beginning to walk this time) and totally in awe of this gray furry thing. Pita was SO in love. She kept wanting to carry her everywhere. I called the vets in the area and animal control to see if anyone was looking for it. No luck, so the debate began on if we were going to keep her.
She was a total house cat and we started calling her Gigi. I thought she was going to be part of the family for sure. No signs anywhere looking for her and no calls in. But it just wasn't meant to be. I think she was sick and maybe her owners couldn't afford the vet fees and let her go. I felt so bad for her. The second day she kept wandering farther and farther and I didn't know what to do. We decided to call animal control and get her taken care of.
Man she was a beaut. I looked every day those first two weeks to see if she was put on the found cats list with no luck. I'm hoping her owners claimed her, cause we would've seriously adopted her if they hadn't. I feel so bad, Pita is 2 for 2 on pets now. We just tell her Chubs can be her new one.