I just wanted to share the story of a cat I grew up with. We never really named him, but he responded to "tch tch", so I guess that's his name.
On Oct 16th, 1999, a cat had a litter of three kittens. The cat belonged to a friend of my sister's. Two months later, the friend asked my sister if she wanted one of the kittens, as they were adopting out all of the kittens.
I was just starting 6th grade, and we were pretty excited about having a cat. My parents were not too fond of the idea, but they relented after a week of pleading and good grades in school. We took the crying kitten home. The kitten was not allowed in the house, so we kept him on our porch. We had a small box with some old newspaper in the corner of the driveway as his bed. He had an unusual mark, a kind of flower petal-ish shape on brown under his white belly.
We had the kitten for about a month. One day, he disappeared. We were so heartbroken - my sister cried for a few days. Pretty soon we forgot about him and life went on.
About 6 months later, my sister and I were looking out our window, and we saw a cat nibbling on the grass on our patch of garden. Stray animals were common where we lived, and there weren't many animal shelters. We tiptoed towards the cat, fully expecting it to run away, as all stray animals that we tried to approach do.
The cat not only did not run, but he saw us and just went on nibbling the grass. Soon we got close enough to pet him, and still he continued nibbling the grass. Surprised by the cat's friendliness, we sat near the cat. The first thing we noticed was that he smelled of shampoo. Then we realized that this cat was about the same brown/white color as the kitten we lost 6 months before.
We stroked him and when he plopped on the grass, there it was - the brown petal birthmark on his belly.
Tchtch had come home.
On Oct 16th, 1999, a cat had a litter of three kittens. The cat belonged to a friend of my sister's. Two months later, the friend asked my sister if she wanted one of the kittens, as they were adopting out all of the kittens.
I was just starting 6th grade, and we were pretty excited about having a cat. My parents were not too fond of the idea, but they relented after a week of pleading and good grades in school. We took the crying kitten home. The kitten was not allowed in the house, so we kept him on our porch. We had a small box with some old newspaper in the corner of the driveway as his bed. He had an unusual mark, a kind of flower petal-ish shape on brown under his white belly.
We had the kitten for about a month. One day, he disappeared. We were so heartbroken - my sister cried for a few days. Pretty soon we forgot about him and life went on.
About 6 months later, my sister and I were looking out our window, and we saw a cat nibbling on the grass on our patch of garden. Stray animals were common where we lived, and there weren't many animal shelters. We tiptoed towards the cat, fully expecting it to run away, as all stray animals that we tried to approach do.
The cat not only did not run, but he saw us and just went on nibbling the grass. Soon we got close enough to pet him, and still he continued nibbling the grass. Surprised by the cat's friendliness, we sat near the cat. The first thing we noticed was that he smelled of shampoo. Then we realized that this cat was about the same brown/white color as the kitten we lost 6 months before.
We stroked him and when he plopped on the grass, there it was - the brown petal birthmark on his belly.
Tchtch had come home.