So last night walked down to the store to grab some beers to stare at the embassy feed and along the way back this soaking wet cat started to follow me home. So I tried to call the number on tag even though it was late and reached no one so I put the cat outside on the porch with a handful of food. I did this because I have a very alpha Siamese which was probably 2.5 times bigger then the cat I found. So next morning I get up feed chickens and then got to water starts iin greenhouse and I find the same cat in there and a few trays knocked over. I tried calling again and got a voice mail this time and left a message. At this point decided might as well see if I could dox them from the phone number and found a name then face ect ect. Fiften minutes later figured out the cat had strayed off about 1/2 a mile and so I walked down in the rain with the cat. I could tell I was close from the body language of cat and eventually come accross this shabby old house and knocked on the door. A man answered told them about the cat following home the night before and I was the person that had left the voicemail. I could tell that they where wondering how the fuck I found the address but they did not ask. In the process of finding them I had come across their twitter and they are probably some of the 4%-6% forever lost so I would not have told them anyways how I tracked them down. I wish I could have took a picture of the the what da fuck look they gave me.
He is the moar updated version
Well if necessary I will take the cat if things go to chaos
I dropped a lot last night, had it playing in the corner for almost 6 hours