That's my cat, NO-It's mine

[packman]

We had a cat like that. It would disappear for days, sometimes weeks but would always come back fit and healthy. One day my mother was talking to a friend and told her about the cat and how worried she was during its absence. Her friend said the same thing, then they started comparing description and it seems the little bugger spent a few days here and a few days there - depending on how well she got fed. Probably was a roamer who had multiple homes - but it was OUR cat, we raised it from a kitten, took care of it if it was ill or injured, and loved it more than the others did (I just know it) . When it came time for it to leave us, it passed away on our front porch in its bed under the glider - its favorite spot.

[magicarpet]

1. They feed me tuna over at this place....

Would you happen to have some sardines ?

How about a pinch of catnip too ?

Good,... I'll be right over.

[lark]

2. One of my neighbors abandoned her 2 outside cats and we're taking care of them.

They've got a little place out of the wind where we made warm beds for them & feed them every morning. We haven't moved them here because our old cat had extreme dementia and she just wouldn't understand and would be very upset. So i think the older black kitty must have found someplace else to eat this morning because he wasn't much interested in the food I gave him. He just ate a few bites then left the food and just curled around my ankles, wanted petting. Glad he's doing ok. I'm hoping both the little guys will be ok until after Christmas. Bringing in new outside cats with a fully decorated house and tree seems really stupid and I'm not going to chance it. If we have a bad cold snap before Christmas, will have to bring them home to the garage's storage room and see about transitioning them inside after the holiday.

[Arkansas Granny]

3. My sister once had a cat that apparently came with the house she was renting.

Soon after she moved in she was visited by a beautiful long haired calico. She assumed the kitty belonged to someone in the neighborhood since she was well fed and friendly. However, kitty (later named Jezebel) decided to move in with my sister. She was pregnant at the time, but after the kittens were weaned and homes were found, my sister had Jezebel spayed. After 3 years, my sister bought a house and moved. Jezebel had other ideas. She got out and promptly disappeared. My sister looked high and low and couldn't find her. She was heartsick. A few days later she went back to pick up the last of her things at the rented house. Lo and behold, Jezebel came running as soon as she pulled up in the drive! She had journeyed 2 1/2 miles (across a busy highway) back to the home she knew.

My sister tried 3 more times to move Jezebel, but each time she would manage to slip out the door when someone was coming in or going out and each time she would be found back at the original house. She wound up talking to the neighbors and they agreed to take care of Jezebel so she wouldn't keep making the hazardous journey. My sister would check on her from time to time, but Jezebel lived out the rest of her days in the neighborhood she considered her own.

[Bayard]

5. Great story!

[csziggy]

10. A house I rented while I was in college came with two cats

I called them Boris and Natasha, two very nice tabby cats. I could never catch them to get the to the vet to be neutered or have vaccinations, but they were both sweet and loved pettings.

When I moved, the people that rented the house (friends of mine) promised to take care of them - and they did. A year later I moved into a place next door, and Boris and Natasha were still there. They started hanging out part time in my apartment and part time in the house where they'd been living before.

Last I saw of them, the new tenets in the house had agreed to watch out for the two cats. The cats lived there at least four years I knew about and seemed to be happy with the itinerants that lived in their territory.

[dixiegrrrrl]

12. I got my first Tuxedo cat that way.

Tiny lil kitten would show up at my front door. Turned out he lived across the street, and I returned him 3 times to his owners, who were gone all day, working. Why they left him outside is beyond me.
They finally decided he could live with me, since he was crossing a busy street to get to me.

I have no clue what cats are responding to when they find us, almost all my cats showed up at my door over the years.

[Peregrine Took]

4. We once had a Russian Blue cat and unbeknownst to us...

the people upstairs had one, too

One day our "Lulu" sneaked out when our door was ajar - went upstairs - somehow got into their apt and the next morning she showed up at the food bowl belonging to THEIR Russian Blue!

'Would love to have seen the look on their faces when they saw two identical cats waiting for their breakfast!

P.S. We got her back and had her with us for another 15 years.

[Duppers]

7. 😂😂 Hilarious!

I had a Siamese who'd visit neighbors & stay gone all day. Worried, I attached a note to his collar with my ph #. I got a call from a neighbor who was feeding him...tuna, no less.
😉😁

[wnylib]

6. I had a male orange tabby when I lived

outside of town. He wanted out every night and sometimes in the afternoon but always greeted my car when I pulled in the driveway if he was out and always was at the door to come in when I got up in the morning.

But, when we had a Xmas party, he fled outside to escaoe the crowd. We did not see him again for 2 weeks. When he returned, he was clean, healthy, and well fed. Occasionally after that he disappeared for a few days and then came back.

One morning I went out to the car early to get something and saw the cat pawing at the neighbor's door and being let in. The neighbor and I got a laugh over the cat beggar when I told her he was mine. She had found him huddled under her car the night of our Xmas party and thought he was lost or abandoned.

When I moved into a city apartment and had to keep him indoors, he had a hard time adjusting at first. But soon he was following me down the hall to the laundry room and greeting everyone he met on my floor. He started sitting in front of the doors of his favorite neighbors while I loaded the washer. Had to request that they not give him treats because he was on a specisl diet. He still dropped by to socialize with them even without treats, but always followed.me back to my apt

When he passed away, I had consolation from all my neighbors, who.also missed him.

[UniteFightBack]

8. We got a new cat and the resident cat didn't much care for that so she MOVED out and went to

live across the street with our neighbors!!

[Laffy Kat]

9. When I moved out of my parents' home at 17, my cats stayed there.

I was living in a tiny studio apt. in downtown Memphis and couldn't have pets. One night as I was driving back to my parents to do laundry, I saw my kitteh dead on the street down the road from my parents. I was inconsolable. When my parents got back to the house I was still almost hysterical and my folks tried to comfort me as best they could. They promised me they would take care of his remains because I could not go back and pick him up. When I left I took a different route to my apartment. The next morning my mother called and told me that Jeckel was at rest, buried in the back yard.

A few days later when I went back to my parents', my kitteh ran up to greet me like always. My mother told me he had returned that morning. I guess all black cats look the same in the dark. We never learned whose kitteh was buried out back.

[tanyev]

11. From the cat's perspective it's "Oh look, there's one of my humans."