Karma's Curiosity

A year ago I moved down to the beach. The home I moved into is a rather transitional place, in a transitional little town off of the east coast. 

A month ago I met my husband. Everything fell into place, it was surreal and wonderful of course. We'd met in the kitchen of all places. We could have met as kids, growing up in the same towns. We could have met in college, taking the same courses online. We could have met anywhere, but we met at work.

I can be a bit socially inept at times, doing things with lack of thought or foresight of such actions in the present. Life can be dull and boring, sometimes when you've been through it all, you've got to fill your soul. Well, low and behold I took my happiness into my own hands with a man who I see my future with. Its called initiative with a slight sting of impulsive scheduling. 

Any who, today my husband and I were minding our own business. I'd already worked, and my husband was getting ready on his way out the door for his shift when we got a rather friendly, unexpected guest. My husband walked out the door and much to our surprise, a cat darted into the house. Johnnie looked at the cat the same time I did. Not a second later he looked up at me with a grin to say in his own words adios, "you've got to deal with this cat." The door shut quickly behind him and he was outta here. The cat however, made himself at home.

Alone with myself and this cat, a tingle of excitement, a moment of joy and mildly hysteria was at play here. The moment my husband was driving down the road to work was the moment I found myself in our guest bedroom huddled at the underside of a twin size bed talking to a cat.

"What's your name?"

How am I to address this rather friendly fellow? Notably his body moved with curiosity and playfulness. He had such wonder, there wasn't a timid bone in his body. Although his tail and rump were unfortunately broken. I had no doubt curiosity got the best of his end.

"You come in here unannounced like you own the place and you don't have a name for yourself?"

He must do this all the time, seeing how comfortable he is in any given home. 
He had a blue bell collar on, someone had to own this peculiar one. I was looking for a name, but the only thing his owner gave him was a bell. To find him I guess, but I don't know for myself. I don't think it would be in my best interest to be curios about the owner, maybe that's why this cat left in the first place. Who knows?  

I reached under the bed to scoop him out, I could hear his little bell under the bed, and to my surprise this cat came right out. However he did as he pleased, darting and sniffing around. 

"Come here, I own the place."
Ugh, kittens! He must have smelled stink eye and fat cat from months ago. 


work in progress, I need a nap x.x 

Will I find his owner? I sure as hell won't let him just roam outside. He's chilling under the bed. Been here since 4:00, its 5:26. 
Will you know why this is karma?