My wife and I decided to wage war on every creepy crawly thing around the house. So, we got a barn cat. Our goal for the barn cat was for it to become feral and hunt, kill and eat all things my wife fears.Now, the definition of a feral cat is that it avoids human contact because, well, it’s feral. Wild and untamed. A vicious beast. But this cat didn't get the memo.I can't even step outside the door without it running to me, meowing for my affection and wanting my love and attention. I try to ignore it, but it’s so needy.It chases me down and follows me wherever I go. I can’t shake it. It’s an embarrassment to all feral cats worldwide and should be ashamed.And, as embarrassing as it is to say, if I don’t see it outside, I get worried and go looking for it. After al
