We have been adopted by a cat. One day he strolled into our living room walked right through it, meowed, and settled somewhere on the floor. We were conquered, overthrown. Now he spends most of his time either in our house or in our garden, demanding attention, food and entertainment and a bit like a teenager he goes in and out.
We call him Mr Cabbit - a amalgam of cat & rabbit - rabbit because in his sleep he tends to have his legs up in the air - looking a bit like an upside down turned rabbit in a mid-air-jump.
We have spoken to his rightful owners and they did not seem to be worried or upset. He is in for quite of a shock in about a month time when our real teenager-to-be, admittedly in many years but nevertheless - will arrive.
But it is quite amazing how some things just suddenly move into our lives.