This calico dropped by in my recently shorn backyard to taunt my cats, namely the smitten Agamemnon. I like to think he has a crush on her since he’s the one who alerted us to her presence and we didn’t catch until a week earlier with a squirrel she killed. I hope it wasn’t the squirrel who torments Aggie whenever he stares out my office window. I’ve decided to name her Clytemnestra (pronounced KLY-tuhm-nee-struh), King Agamemnon’s wife who got a new boyfriend while he was away fighting the Trojan War for a decade. It didn’t go well when the king returned, Clytemnestra and the boyfriend Aegisthus murdered him. Odysseus found out this ugly news when he and the Argonauts went to the edge of the world (possibly the Rock of Gibraltar) to converse with the dead. Achilles was expected, Agamemnon not so much and I think the dead king warned Odysseus about possible infidelity on Penelope’s part. Don’t worry, Clytemnestra got her just desserts, her son Orestes and daughter Electra took her out; I guess they loved their father more or didn’t really care for the boy toy being their Stepdad.
As for the cat…I will not be adopted her. I may to try trap her, get her neutered (unless she is really the rare one in 2000 males, it’s not needed, they’re born sterile) and fostered to a new home. Speaking of fostering, I do hope matters next Spring are stable and solid enough to take in another gaggle of kittens with their mommy. I seriously believed that my Aggie was beginning to be a good cat tutor. He should be, he is friendly with people, he loves attention (can’t get enough some days) and he loves his big sister Isis.