the orange cat that runs about our building is called azafran. there seems to be some sort of weird dynamic with him and piglet. she still tries to keep him out of the apartment though. he’s actually gotten bold enough to jump in through the basement window, which displeases piglet and amanda. when we let piglet in by the small window in our bedroom (where she has to jump a long ways to the futon), he is usually right behind her. amanda just slams the window in his face, which i think is a bit heavy-handed. he then just sulks outside, and we can see his smoldering countenance through the window. he seems a cheerful enough fellow, though.
a quick search on the net reveals that azafran is merely spanish for saffron, although in north america is can also refer to a mixture of spices, usually tumeric and safflower, that have a similar color but obviously not a similar taste. his color is a bit lighter than i would associate with saffron, but ’tis a cool name nonetheless.