The neighbourhood I live in has an ample amount of cats. Not that I mind; I like cats, and most cats seem to like me as well.
However, there is one cat that apparently likes my house, as he/she/it is often sitting in front of my front door, meowing its lungs out.
Tonight was no exception; behold: Nutty Cat®.
The reason I call it Nutty Cat is that Nutty Cat is extremely shy and does not know what it wants. When you open the door (or window, for that matter), instead of looking at coming in, Nutty Cat takes off like being struck by lightning and usually flees underneath the car in front of my house, looking and meowing at me from that safe spot. That's also one of the reasons of the picture's abominable quality; I had to take it with my cell phone, as I didn't have the time to fetch my normal camera, because I'm sure Nutty Cat would flee in an instant.
My cell phone, by the way, takes fine pictures in broad day light, but finds it rather difficult to handle the dark from that distance.
Nutty Cat's owners live a few houses down the street by the way; I've seen them more than once rattling with a box of cat munchies trying to lure Nutty Cat into the house.
Cheers, K.