Last fall i wrote about Buddy, an orange tabby, and Emanuel. Buddy
disappeared just before Halloween. The little boy was heart-broken.

Almost exactly six months later, just this past weekend, Emanuel and
his father were out in the open garage. They saw a scruffy orange cat
that came to the yard and rolled in the dirt. The boy was sure it was
Buddy and called to the cat. The cat turned and looked at him and when
Emanuel started toward the cat, it ran away. The boy called again and
the cat stopped and looked. The boy started twoard the cat again and
again the cat ran.

The boy and his father are sure it is Buddy, despite looking so
scruffy. It is the way the cat moved and his body structure. They are
hopeful of taming him. They put food and water out for him. This
morning some of the food was gone.

If the cat had been dumped in the country he would take a long time
getting back home and have a hard life scrounging food through the
winter. Chased by dogs and coyotes and dodging traffic and even people
shooing him away. Naturally he would be scared. It will take time and
patience to regain his trust. But I think once he is in the house
among the old smells, his memory will assert itself over the fear. But
catching him won't be so easy.

Buddy and Emanuel desperately need the powerful rpca purrs for their
eventual reunion.

--
CATherine