Merde. I just found another cat. Aaron picked me up from the library at midnight, and then we went to the Taco Bell drive-thru. While parked next to the menu before the ordering menu (I always end up being really picky at drive-thrus, I think it's the pressure...there have been times when I've made Aaron circle around again because a car pulled up behind us and it was making me panicky.), we saw a marbled tabby cat walk in front of our car. There are a lot of feral cats in Dallas, and I thought she was probably feral, so I got out of the car to see...I don't know why, I just can't help myself. And of course, she wasn't feral. She ran right up to me and let me pick her up. And there's no houses around there, so we took her home. So now, here she is.

When we got home, we left Dwight in his crate while we had our Taco Bell meal, and then when he seemed chill enough when she went to smell him through the bars, we let him out with a leash on. The cat immediately hissed and batted, and he got scared and ran back into his crate. Now he's taken refuge on the couch. Poor Dwight, I figured he'd probably be ok with a cat, and now it seems like he would, but I still can't have one bc I'm allergic. I've always wanted to have both a dog and a cat and have them nap together...

I need to get working again on my bike project, me and Aaron took the $15 bike I got on Craigslist apart, and started sanding the frame down to re-paint it, but now we're stuck because of the cold weather and our laziness/lack of time. It's teal blue color sitting in the corner is starting to make me nauseous.