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Years ago one of my two cats went missing. Three days later my other cat, who had been prowling restlessly since his buddy disappeared, came bounding in from outside and jumped on my lap as I sat reading. He immediately jumped off, bounded to the front door, turned around and looked at me. My cats had their own cat door in the back door, so that was puzzling.

The cat bounded back, jumped on my lap and bounded back to the door where he again turned and looked at me, this time meowing, which he normally never did.

Puzzled. I went to the door, opened it and he bolted out, bounding down the walk to the stairs to the sidewalk where he again turned and looked at me. I walked to him and he then ran across the street to the T intersection corner and stood there waiting for me.

When I was halfway to him he then ran across the street and went into some brush under a palm tree on the edge of the canyon, again then turning and standing there looking at me, meowing loudly as I approached.

When I reached him I looked down and there in the weeds was the name tag and collar of his missing buddy.

The cat, a non-papered silver tipped Persion that one of my wife's friends had given her, had obviously been stolen and its collar tossed into the weeds.

Cats don't do such things, right? Mine did. Animals never cease to amaze me.