Arlo LOVES cats. He meows at them, he meows when he sees a picture of one, he cries when he has to leave the room if there's a kitty there. Getting him to take naps and go to bed at night was a major chore when we visited his grandparents!
So on Sunday when this very friendly cat started following us, taking him home just seemed like the right thing to do. He is very skinny, was very hungry, and very dirty, but seems to be in pretty good health. We are taking him to the vet at the end of the week. We've posted online about finding him and will check for a microchip at the vet, because it would be very sad if he somehow lost his collar while escaping from a loving home. But considering the large number of stray and feral cats in this area, I find it unlikely he really has a home to go to.
He is fitting in very nicely with us and sleeping a lot. It must be hard to be a cat on your own in the city.
Arlo was meowing in his sleep last night. It was the cutest thing. And he meowed first thing when he woke up this morning. I think Mr. Kitty Cat (unnamed as of yet) has found a good home with us.
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