About 3 weeks ago, we heard a meow coming from out in the ornamental grasses. We investigated but couldn’t find anything. A week after that my husband and daughter were doing yard work and trimming down the plants for the winter. The noise and confusion scared the cat out into the open.

My husband, the cat-hater, told my daughter, the cat-lover, if she could catch the cat, we’d keep him. Well, last Monday, she did just that. Poor cat is declawed and already has a battle scar or two. With winter coming on, we got him in the nick of time. So, Tuesday it was off to the vet with said cat, he was wormed, blood tested, immunized, de-flead, and had his ears swabbed to get rid of mites. My bank account is much smaller, but we now have a new family member.

My daughter has named him William, my husband has named him Neko. We are going to have one very confused cat if they can’t sort it out between them.