Since my cat was on the couch with me, I said, "Um...no...?"
Apparently, this mystery cat wanted a new home. Brian and Jodi described it to me as a brown cat with a half-tail.
I said, "I think that's the cat Kitty fights with from down the street--is he really fat?"
"No, he's REALLY skinny."
A few minutes later, Brian said, "There he is! Look out the window!"
I leaned over the hamper to look out Shirley's window and at that exact moment, a brown cat with blue eyes came FLYING at me. First his paws, then his face hit the (thankfully) closed window in one crazed fluid motion, and then he disappeared completely.
I screamed bloody murder, but to no avail. No one saw Kujo Cat try to attack me. They were all very polite, but I'm not sure they believe me, even know.
I almost died, people.
Kujo Cat spent the rest of the day trying to get in the house, but this morning he was gone.
Do you think I should contact Stephen King? Maybe let him know that Kujo is actually a cat, not a dog?