It’s 3:30am. I’m being kept awake by a cat that has decided to sit outside my apartment and meow. It’s a cat that is owned by somebody in my apartment building. I think it may have been locked out by mistake. Anyway part of me wants to let it in but I’m in no way prepared to take care of a cat. Even if it is for a night.

The crazy thing was that it sprinted past me just as I closed the door to the second floor. That gave me the shock of my life. Didn’t think anything could move that fast.

Darn! Now it’s scratching on my door….

A friend of a friend Bruno, an italian mafia enforcer/hitman, would say “Pazzo! Pazzo!”.