My neighbors where I am living now were having a "funeral" for their cat that died, out in their garden next door. I heard them outside drumming and being loud, so I came out and they informed me that they had had the cat for 19 years and it had a brother around somewhere.
There's been a nearly feral black cat hanging around and they said that was the brother.
The next day I seen the owner of the cat burying it on his own, and looking rather upset so I came out and talked to him, and picked some catnip growing nearby to bury with him. We then buried it and went parted ways.
Then tonight, I'm out smoking and there is his brother waiting for me on the porch like this was it's home. I expected it to run, as it always has whenever I've gotten close to it. Instead, it ran up to me and demanded attention and even cuddled my leg for a bit.
Do you think it knew I was there?
(I'm sleepy and apologize for the long read, but I think it's pretty awesome.)
There's been a nearly feral black cat hanging around and they said that was the brother.
The next day I seen the owner of the cat burying it on his own, and looking rather upset so I came out and talked to him, and picked some catnip growing nearby to bury with him. We then buried it and went parted ways.
Then tonight, I'm out smoking and there is his brother waiting for me on the porch like this was it's home. I expected it to run, as it always has whenever I've gotten close to it. Instead, it ran up to me and demanded attention and even cuddled my leg for a bit.
Do you think it knew I was there?
(I'm sleepy and apologize for the long read, but I think it's pretty awesome.)
