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daemonlunaWhen we got home today, we spotted this large, grey fluffy cat outside our building. It looked a lot like our upstairs neightbour's cat, the Other Cat. Trout and the Other Cat frequently sit on their respective balconies and glare at each other. In fact, it looked exactly like The Other Cat.
So we scooped up kitty, left her in the hallway in front of our apartment, and went upstairs to knock on the neighbours' door. They weren't home, so we left a note. I check and yeah, their balcony door is open a cat-sized space, and there is no cat on the balcony.
Twenty minutes later, neighbour-guy comes downstairs and says yeah, that looks an awful lot like his cat. Except she's a bit skinnier, and his cat is, well, in his apartment. But he appreciates a lot that we tried to save his kitty.
We say, oh. And then we call the SPCA for what-to-do-now advice.
They're closed. They closed at seven. They're also closed tomorrow for Canada Day.
So we agonize. And eventually decide that the kitty in our hallway is 1) very sociable, 2) not at all alarmed at being out prowling the neighbourhood and in fact was sauntering around like she owns the place, 3) did not ravenously gulp down the kibble and water we put out for her in the hall, and 4) wearing a collar with a bell on it. So we let her out again.
I can only assume that she possibly is a cat that gets to go out in the back yard, and is prone to bringing birds home. And I hope very much that she does live in the immediate area.
And that she found her way home.
So we scooped up kitty, left her in the hallway in front of our apartment, and went upstairs to knock on the neighbours' door. They weren't home, so we left a note. I check and yeah, their balcony door is open a cat-sized space, and there is no cat on the balcony.
Twenty minutes later, neighbour-guy comes downstairs and says yeah, that looks an awful lot like his cat. Except she's a bit skinnier, and his cat is, well, in his apartment. But he appreciates a lot that we tried to save his kitty.
We say, oh. And then we call the SPCA for what-to-do-now advice.
They're closed. They closed at seven. They're also closed tomorrow for Canada Day.
So we agonize. And eventually decide that the kitty in our hallway is 1) very sociable, 2) not at all alarmed at being out prowling the neighbourhood and in fact was sauntering around like she owns the place, 3) did not ravenously gulp down the kibble and water we put out for her in the hall, and 4) wearing a collar with a bell on it. So we let her out again.
I can only assume that she possibly is a cat that gets to go out in the back yard, and is prone to bringing birds home. And I hope very much that she does live in the immediate area.
And that she found her way home.
