When I was a teen our little ( and very fucund!) black and white female cat started to disapear for days, then weeks, then months, until she never came home. About a year after we last saw her, I found her living across town with another family. They said her visitations matched our absences closely.

I guess we weren't good enough for her, or possibly she thought they needed her more.

But this is a cat, so the latter, probably not... smile

Last edited by las; 01/19/22.

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