I have one of those kittens that shows up on your door step as a tiny little stray, and never wants to go back outside ever again.

It's her first summer and she hates the heat - after hours of disappearing she claws herself out from under the couch to greet me with this face.

I'm pretty sure this is one of those cats that lives an ungodly amount of time, purely out of spite. If there's one thing scarier than an orange cat with one brain cell, it's a gray cat with two. I love her with my entire heart. Please share with me your chaotic cat.