A cat has adopted my house

She walks in at will, ignoring the geriatric doggies.

She refuses to make friends with me. I'll admit, I'm a doggie person and I deal with her the way I would a doggie.

I open my arms.

She stares directly into my eyes, ignoring whatever gesture I essay to make friends.

If I approach, she leaves.

Cats are apparently not doggies.

She's clean, though, and lets me have my bed when I want it, which is more than I can say about the doggies.

Deepak