CATS! It's been a month or so since I found a kitten in the middle of nowhere; bringing our total number of cats to three. It's been rough but Bug is finally fitting in to the household. Bug doesn't have house manners, so lots of squirts with the water pistol and I insist that he goes outside when the weather is nice. Bug is fine around my adult chickens, but can't be trusted with chicks. Bug loves to torment our oldest cat Kitty. I think he somehow knows that she doesn't have claws and can't fight back. So last night DH and I were both working at our computers, in the office. One of the cats let out a loud hiss and then screamed. I assumed Bug was harrasing Kitty so I picked up the squirt gun and headed into the kitchen. I find all three cats seemingly frozen in place. KiKi the siamese is staring hard out the kitchen window. Her eyes were as big as silver dollars. I pull the curtain back and look out. Another cat sitting on the window sill. DH immediately goes out the door, I assume to chase it off but no, he's out there making friends with it. I carried a bowl of food out to it, meaning that we claim it. I don't need another cat, I DON'T need another cat. Having four cats puts me dangerously close to those crazy cat people like Imp and Redhen. I don't need another cat...which is why I just fed it breakfast. Last spring Sourland cursed me with broody hens, now Imp has cursed me with cats! What have I done to deserve this??? DH did make a point of telling me that this one would most definitely be an outside cat; same thing he said about Bug.