He's Moving In

I finally caved in and got a litter box for the Black Cat. It is in the mud room.

I could not stand to think of him sleeping outside now that the cold nights are here, and the stubborn little fellah won't go home, so what could I, Miss Softee, do? The mud room is not insulated so it's not paradise, but he sleeps curled up in one of my mother's old coats and now has a litter box, so it's pretty well official: I have 4 cats. That's two into the Crazy Cat Lady Zone.

He doesn't stay in there all day, however. Once he has been served his breakfast, he's out the door. He is an outdoorsman after all.

*sigh*