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petrea_mitchell ([personal profile] petrea_mitchell) wrote2020-05-03 03:11 pm
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The doppelganger

Last night, I went to retrieve the ferals' food bowls and heard a strident meow. I looked and saw Monty emerging from the shrubbery further back in the yard.

Obviously he'd gotten out somehow. But hadn't I just seen him in the house a few minutes ago? I looked back inside and Monty was in there, watching me.

I looked back at the yard and there was definitely a cat there. A brown tabby, with white patches almost identical to Monty's.

It came over to investigate the feral dens and bowls, and I saw it wasn't quite identical to Monty-- more of a marbled tabby than a spotted one, and a bit larger than him. I didn't see a collar, but it looked healthy and well-fed, and since it was willing to speak to strange humans I assumed it was a neighbor cat just out exploring new territory.

It wandered off, and I haven't seen it at all today, so I presume it found its way home. That was a freaky moment, though.