Two Octobers ago my gf was moving and one day a little kitten walked up on the back porch. No clue where she came from because this was a corner house at a busy intersection and only a business next door and across the street. A day or two goes by and the kitten finds her way into the garage so my gf gives her some food. This is less than a week from her moving and she's not allowed anymore pets in her new apartment. Well, i couldn't just let the little thing stay behind and starve or get ran over so i take the little shit in. Her name is Mr. Kitty (if you watch south park you get it) and she's been awesome. Doesn't like anybody but me and the gf and is "scared" of everything but that's getting better over time. When i brought her home she was between 4-6 weeks old and in August she'll be 2. When i get on my phone i'll post some pics of her.
Never thought I'd like having a cat but she's pretty damn cool. Likes to go outside and chase the squirrels and birds even though she gets nowhere close to catching them lol She has a bf next door but if he gets too close to the door she hisses and runs him off. She's perfectly fine with him away from the door.