oh, cats
This strange creature has made herself at home in the past few weeks. She's inquisitive, so she adapted fast. Curiosity killed the you-know-who and all that jazz.
Fun facts:
Frankie is afraid of the outdoors, unless myself or the other roommate's cat accompanies her.
She is capable of going from zero to about Mach 5 in 0.8 seconds.
The day before yesterday, I noticed that her lower jaw looked kind of swollen, and I was confused. She didn't complain when I touched her or anything though, so I assumed it was nothing. Later, I discovered a dead wasp in the bathtub. A lesson we can learn here: don't try and eat wasps, guys.
Today? Well, today she followed me into the bathroom when I was taking my shower, and proceeded to barf all over the linoleum. And the bathmat. Just because.
Tomorrow, only time will tell. From the look of things though, it will involve the bathroom somehow. Or going from zero to Mach 5. Anything is possible when you're a cat.