there once was a woman who lived in a shoe...

I noticed this cat living in my backyard and under my apartment almost immediately after turning 30, as if it was pointing out that being single and 30 officially makes me an old spinster cat lady and it was just doing me a favor by keeping me company - adorning my backyard as if it were some pretty plant I don't even have to water. Thanks spare kitty, now I really don't need a man...