Deathwish is not my cat, but that didn't stop her from curling up on top of me while I slept in this morning. It also doesn't stop her from jumping up on the kitchen counters or walking through the house like she owns it (owns me?).
Food is how it all started. My lunatic neighbours seem to have stopped feeding their cats. There are seven all in all, but only white cat, Deathwish, and the attention-seeking black cat have taken it upon themselves to beg me for food (or tear open the rubbish bags).
Long story short, I now make sure there's some food available for the neighbour's cats, and the neighbour's cats are now trying to adopt me. I like cats, but this is ridiculous.