Puff Kitty

I met the sweetest kitty while on my evening walk.  His tag says, Puff Kitty, and he was right at home in front of this pretty white house.  The next day, I walked by again, and Puff sat on the porch.  As I spoke soft words to him, the lady of the house came out, and said, "Puff is not my cat!"  I was amazed, since he was so at home.  She and I started to chat, and I was informed that Puff lives one street over, but spends a great deal of time away from home.  I am glad the neighbors keep an eye out for him.

The lady and I talked about other neighborhood cats, and she thinks she knows our Sweetie!  Said she called her MamaMama, then she's been gone for awhile.  I said that she showed up in my yard in 2009, heavily pregnant...her last litter, since I had TNR'd her a few months later. This woman and I are on the same wavelength; trap-neuter-return, and do everything one can for the kitties!  Nice to find a compatriot, and living on the same street.  And I probably would not have met her, if Puff Kitty hadn't introduced himself.  Good kitty!