A late-night sight by my apartment building...

...as I come home at like 2:45am, and I go to walk my bike around to the covered back porch where I store it:

An orange-and-white cat sitting on the black rubber doormat on the front stoop of my apartment building, just sitting there as the entire street is entirely quiet and not paying any attention at all to me, looking off in another direction and not even looking at anything in particular.

And, it just sits there as I go around the side of the house.

After I got my bike inside and came in through the back door, I peeked out my front window, and the cat was gone.