Once again I must bring up that my apartment building states in the contract I signed that there are to be no pets (dogs, cats, and personal kangaroos; fish, I believe, are fine to have). So who's dog was it? I don't know. I walked the other way. But Detective Paul won't let this mystery go unsolved, nosireee. I want a cat. If other people can have cats then why can't I? Exactly. Also, I'm sure it's going to please my mother tenfold that I sleep with the chain lock tight and secure on my apartment door. Can't let those mutts in...