This is a wild (ferral) cat, which lives off scraps of food found in bins and will not allow anyone to touch her, except me. Where-ever she may be, when I take my smokebreaks outside my office, she runs to me and stays there until I go back into the office. She also waits for me at my office door early in the mornings and when I knock off in the afternoons, she vanishes into the bushes. I may however, not pick her up, but I can rub her back. She also sits right up against me when I'm standing outside.
		
		
	
	
		 
	
		 
	
		 
	
In my office against the fridge.
		 
	
				
			 
	 
	 
	In my office against the fridge.
 
	 
	             
 
		 
 
		
 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
  
 
		 
 
		 
 
		
 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		
 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		