I have made my decision...
So at the place where I'm currently living, one of my roommates is taking care of a friend's cat for 5-6 months.
Here's a picture:
She and I...get along rather well. I'm the only "cat person" in the house, and the only one that really gets her. When I get home, she sprints to the door of my room to be let in (closed because of other roommate's dog). I've bought her catnip mice, treats, a brush, and her favorite toy: her "bird" on a string, which she looooves. She'll kill it and then drag it around for a while, and she puts up a heck of a fight if I try to take it back.
Anyways, Cat and I like each other. A lot. So here's the thing: for whatever reason, it sounds like the owner may or may not eventually come back to pick her up. Roommate is moving to Alaska in late summer, and won't want to take her. Sooo...it is possible I may end up with her 
But the real decision is that even if that doesn't work out, I'm going to adopt from a local shelter. I'll have my own furball for the first time!
I'm pretty excited 
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You, person, are squee! 
I can't wait...I love cats 
She would love another young'un to wrestle with. I'd like that too it depends on if I can afford to own two of them, though, so we'll see.
She's very much a lap cat, and good at it, too
But my fingers are crossed
You make a very good point about cats living together. The cat I grew up with was an only cat, and I'm sure would have preferred it that way. This one, though, is so outgoing I think she'd enjoy another. She only has problems with the dog because he attempts to chase her every time he sees her. When there was a small dog around, she wasn't bothered by him at all. I have a feeling she and another social, active cat would get along well.
I swear, I've heard this so many times... "I was going to just have one cat, but then...other cat happened"
Glad he was comfortable around you
I like the name, too. The cat I grew up with was called "Bug". My dad came home one night to his apartment (this was a few years or so before he met my mom) to find a small black kitten eating out of his trash. He gave her some food, went to work, and came home to find her purring on his pillow in his sleeping bag. She bugged him, and he adopted her immediately
Our two other cats we had at the time thought he was nuts. But it made picking out a name easy.
