Black cat in the corridor

I love cats, they are cute. Most of them, I must say. Because there are some type of cats that I prefer to stay away.

The one that I really hate is the black cat that always pass right in front of me when I walk in the corridor of my office. She is cute but freaky. Sitting in the dark corner and staring straight to my face, right when I walk down the corridor on my way home after sunset.

She is there. Sits silently. Waiting for a slice of biscuit, or a piece of fried tuna.