So glad you got Murray back! And Tulip, I had almost the exact same thing happen with my beloved black cat, Boo-Boo.

When he was about 3, he did not come one night. Posters, looking, constantly checking with are vets, humane society... About one month later, the Humane Soc. called and said they had a cat matching all his descriptions - run over by a car. Because this cat was such a mess, they didn't want us to open the box and look, so we didn't. We cried and had a funeral. Two months after his disappearance, he showed up on the front door step at 5:00 am meowing up a storm. I don't know how he survived, he was always so skittish, but he looked healthy.

He spent the rest of his days as an indoor cat and we just recently lost him at the age of 19. He was a fantastic cat, a cuddler, a mama's boy all the way. They are amazing creatures.

Welcome home Murray!