Catnapped!

I'm a cat thief! Today one of our neighbors from around the corner and down the road stopped by to introduce herself (thank you, Nancy, for getting us together!) and in passing asked if we had seen an orange and white male cat.

I asked if he had long hair.

Yes indeed.

Turns out our winter visitor Angel belongs to Rune Hill. He had not yet been neutered when he showed up here because he had gone to the vet for a wound and infection and the vet wanted him to recuperate from that.

I had assumed he was a dumped cat because he and Shakespeare showed up at exactly the same time and appeared to be brothers. And were both unneutered and had some mats.

Well, Angel is neutered now, and the mats are all clipped out. He sure was happy to see his mom. She jogged on home and came back with her van, her son, a travel box, and a check for his vet care (which she didn't need to do, but insisted).

Which goes to show: even when you are CERTAIN a stray doesn't have a home....post signs anyway. Just one or two signs would have gotten Angel (now "Red") back home a month ago.

And Angel is home tonight. Next time he shows up to sleep on Sadie's dog bed on the porch, we'll just give him a cuddle and a ride back home.