My friends Bob & Jack live in the Oakland hills and had a humongous cat. I forget the cat's name, let's call him Huge Cat or HC for short.He was regal and pure black. If he was any bigger he'd have been a panther.
This cat had appeared at their door and just let himself in. Mixed indoor and outdoor he was "their" cat. They got him a collar, a little cat name tag. Periodically he'd leave for a few days but he always came back.
One day a phone call "your HC is our Bernie". Seems HC was double dipping and had two homes. The two families swapped numbers and would call each other "Bernie is here" "Is HC there?".
Another one more incredible when I was a kid people always dropped litters of kittens on our country road. What are they thinking that kittens will be happier on the road in the countrybut we had cats and cats and ... one litter included twin brothers we nicnamed "Mo" and "Less". Identical tabby cats right down to the pattern. Less was tan, Mo was grey. We found a home for Mo with a student at the nearby college and kept Less.
About 4 year later on top of the patio fence I see a bedraggled dehydrated scruffy dusty skinny cat and cry out "It's Mo!"
And it was.
He had not been to our home since he was a tiny kitten. He looked pretty bad from what might have been a 4 mile journey from the college area. We imagined his "forever home" got their degree and moved on leaving the cat.But Mo came home, cleaned up, ate, filled out and their he stayed till the end of his days.
He still drooled a littlebut he was home.



He was regal and pure black. If he was any bigger he'd have been a panther.
but we had cats and cats and ... one litter included twin brothers we nicnamed "Mo" and "Less". Identical tabby cats right down to the pattern. Less was tan, Mo was grey. We found a home for Mo with a student at the nearby college and kept Less.
but he was home.
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