Dear Diary,

-Tuesday-

Guess what! I was walking past my favorite cafe, Cafe Minor, when I met a cat! She was so cute, with black fur & a white tail. I figured I'd take her home. Now she won't leave me alone. I've tried everything, so now I've given up. As I write this she's clinging to my feet, biting my toes one by one. This is not what I hoped for in my fluffy companion.

Anyway, I'm sure you're wondering what I do for a living. I'll have you know I am a successful author, as well as employe of the successful chain company of Mcdonalds. I might've lied about the first one. More like a... work in progress author. In my youth... not that I'm old. I was so smart I figured, it'd be a great idea if I skipped college and went on my way to a successful writer. My brother told me countless times I should have a backup plan. To bad I didn't listen.

I mean it's not as bad as it seems. I live alone so it's not like I have to keep tabs on anyone in my house. Also, I only have to buy food for one person. Although, that's going to change with my furry companion.

I haven't decided on a name yet. Maybe something like Jasper, or maybe Shadow. I guess I can't keep calling her kitty if I want to give her a name. She might mistake "Kitty" to be her actual name. Minnow could be cute.