by Robert J Bennett
I never had a cat. I rarely paid attention to cats. I am not a “pet person”. My neighbor told me there is a cat that sits under her car and she fears she may back up over it.
I bent down and talked to the cat. He followed me across the street. I offered him American cheese and liver sausage on my patio. I put a bowl of water inside the door. When the cat came inside , I phoned the police.
I took the cat to the nearby Vet. The cat has a microchip that told me he was born on 11/4/04. His name is Oliver. He ran away from home almost two months before I met him.
He has moved into my heart. I had a long conversation with his owners. Oliver was an “only cat” Now there are three children. The youngest of which is also Oliver!
Today I am living with a “stray cat”. It is a wonderful feeling. I wonder what is going on in his cat mind. Oh, by the way, the medical history identifies Oliver as a Russian Blue cat.
When I first saw him, I realized he has a very short tail. Since we had not been introduced, I began calling him Bob (as in cut short) Cat. Since my name is Robert, I like calling him Oliver Bob Cat and he doesn’t seem to mind.
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