Athena has stirred up a lot of emotions for a lot of folks. The neighbor downstairs apparently gathered a petition to send to the landlady to get Athena back after hearing that she was released to CSULB campus. She said she has almost 80 people on the petition. (But, shouldn’t the petition came from the people who actually live in the complex?) Another lady who spotted Athena’s listing on Craiglist warned me about a local guy who’d go around “adopting”

ETA #2: The girls couldn’t place Athena in a shelter so they dumped her at Cal State Long Beach.  Apparently there is a ground where people feed all the strays and feral cats. Thanks everyone for the help to try to place Athena in a good home even from the shelter. ETA: The manager came back on Saturday afternoon, and once again lost her shit about the cat. The girls had to take Athena to a shelter straight away. We

I KNEW it was too good to be true when Athena started to hang out with us, when she comes running to me when she hears the jangles of the keys, when she sits purring on our floor begging us to rub her belly and every elsewhere on her fluffy black coat with a twinge of orange tabby pattern. I don’t think it wouldn’t have been a big deal if the manager lady found Athena napping on the wicker chair,

I witnessed a first up close and personal cat fight this afternoon, right in front of our door. A REAL cat fight. Not the human kind. It was Athena v.s. “Muffins” the Other Stray/Outdoor cat. (The girls downstairs called it a him and named him that.) I picked Athena up from downstairs instead of having her trail me when I came home. She didn’t protest any and made herself at home the moment she came through the door. She was

I believe we are now officially properties of Athena the Cat That Is Not Ours. Then again, I think she knows she has us since the day I started to bring her treats. Also, television still owns my life. I have been looking forward to the return of LOST all day.

Seriously. Friday was a combination of hard work and fun. Nhien and I managed not to hurt ourselves while moving all sorts of boxes of our printed matter around the office and worked up a pretty good appetite. We grabbed Celeste and Pat and headed to Sushi Go 55 and the rest is over there. We came back just in time for me to throw the office birthday party. With yummy stuff from Delilah Bakery, everyone had a happy afternoon,

Athena popped in for a bite. She spent a good 15 minutes after that getting some love from me and Brandon and exploring our place. Keep in mind, this is NOT really our cat. Can you imagine what this blog would turn into when we have our own kittens? LOL. And for the host… Nutella + Strawberry = Awesome. Wish I could add red wine to these fantastic flavors, but I didn’t think my other dinner guest would agree. That

Today was just like any other day. I parked my car in the parking lot behind my building. My spot is the closest one to the gate to the apartment, and I usually would be the 2nd or 3rd car in the lot when I get home. I got out, got my stuff out of the back seat, and walked around the car. Athena was sitting in front of the gate. In the parking lot. And no, she wasn’t there

It goes something like this. An eager kitten entangling your feet as you walk across the courtyard…to get her some treats no less. (I’m thinking, “If I trip and hit my head on the pavement and bleed to death, you will NOT get your treat, cat.) El Pollo Loco Caesar Bowl for dinner. Surprisingly filling. No clean up. (I did order a flan but I haven’t eaten it…yet.) A fuzzy robe. (Who needs pants anyway!) A glass of pinot noir.

Meet Athena. AKA the community cat I have been calling “Parker”. I came downstairs to find one of the girls in the rental house holding the cat. Yes, the girls have adopted the cat and named her Athena. Since they couldn’t have her in the house, she has become the outdoor kitty. And yes, we can all feel free to hang with Athena. Y’all, I have a semi-permanent borrow kitten that I get to play with when I come home