We’ve had a few pets over the years, cats, dogs, birds, and one rat. It’s a good deal being our pet. Once residence is established, all their worries are over. They’re set for life.
We don’t have a cat now but we’ve had many, usually a ginger male. They always start out with a real name like Tom or Kitty Boy that disintegrates into Fat Yellow by the time they get grown. Our cat memories have all run together. We did have one cat who had the peculiar habit of hitching rides.
That’s probably how we happened on him in the first place. The kids and I stopped at a local country store and a sweet ginger cat climbed on top of a tire and tried to work his way under the hood. John grabbed him while I went in the store to report to the owner that we saved her cat.
“He’s not my cat.” She said. “He’s been hanging around yowling for a couple of days. I don’t know where he came from. Do you want him?”
Naturally, we did. He fit right in. He enjoyed the best of both words. He was an indoor/outdoor cat, clearly accustomed to taking care of himself. He had excellent manners, never making a mess. He liked to stay indoors in stormy or cold weather but spent a lot of time outdoors in summer. He frequently brought us gifts of dead mice and moles. We did have to watch him around visitor’s cars or he’d try to hitch a ride.
Once, John went to visit a friend several miles away. Fat Yellow had secreted himself in John’s car and beat him to the friend’s front door. One evening, after a twelve hour day at the hospital, I got to my car only to find Fat Yellow pacing around my front tire like he was irritated at my being so late. He had a grease mark down his side, so I’m sure he’d hitched a ride under the hood.
One day he abruptly disappeared. Though we asked everyone who’d visited, no one had seen him. He must have gone looking for a new home.
Nutsrok 
Cats are special, such independent creatures. Let’s hope he only went for another home and nothing worse, although he must have had a great life with you, guys. You must have missed him.
LikeLiked by 1 person
We kept hoping someone would call or bring him back. He probably went to a new home somewhere.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I wish our cat would only have found a new home. He was hit by a car not far from where we live. He must have been dead instantly. We were so scared and full of worries looking out for him for hours, no sleep that night when he did not came home, hoping he was just locked in somewhere… but the next afteroon our son found him . Terrrible hours.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I only hope our cat found a new home. We never knew. We had a dog hit by a car. It was awful. Our hearts were broken as I know yours were. We do love our babies.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, yes, we do 💖💖
LikeLiked by 1 person
I love cats:)
LikeLiked by 2 people
I do too, but I feed the birds. I don’t want to lure them up to be eaten. I have a bluebird box just outside my garden room door. Last year I had a nest of cardinals in a rosebush 18 inches off the ground. A cat would have gobbled them in a minute.
LikeLiked by 1 person
That sounds wonderful
LikeLike
cats are cute
LikeLiked by 1 person
I have never owned a cat, in fact up until a couple of years ago I wasn’t in any way a cat person but that has now changed
LikeLike
They can be so sweet but they run the show.
LikeLike