cheryl and i were coming home from the post office this morning.
when we got to the next door neighbors house, there was a black and white kitty walking up their driveway.
we stopped and called "little jerry"
he turned and looked at us (it was him!!) and continued to walk up the driveway.
i got out and kept calling to him.
he didn't run away.
he let me pick him up, but jumped down when i started walking toward our house (he scratched me)
so i sat at patted him while cheryl drove to her house for cat food (i had given the rest of mine away). then i picked him up again and brought him home, into the lab, away from nitzy, where he wolfed down some food. then he heard nitzy outside the door and quickly hid out behind one of the cabinets.
he has a vet appointment in a couple of hours.
i hope i can get him out.
i am embarrassed that we buried someone else's cat in our back yard, but i feel a little better about being so unsure that the other cat was really him.
