The cat and the author are very fond of each other. Whenever the author did his homework, his red tabby cat always lay on top of all his papers, purring loudly and occasionally swatting at his pen for entertainment’s sake. The cat was never far from him as it knew he had rescued her when she was a kitten, and somehow she knew that he was the one responsible for giving her ‘the good life.
When he walked through his house the next day he knew his cat was gone and his heart ached for her. He kept thinking of her as the vulnerable little kitten, who early in the morning when he would disturb her and get out of bed, would tag along after him, climb up his robe and crawl into his pocket to fall asleep.
After the fire the cat had been so freaked that she ran over a mile away. A woman found her and took her in and worked hard to find out whose cat it was. She somehow knew that this cat was loved and deeply missed. The cat also had a collar with the phone number on it but the phones had all been destroyed and disconnected in the fire and so she was unable to contact them.
A month later, while the author was at his house watching it being rebuilt, the woman came over with the cat and asked him if the cat belonged to him. He leapt up and grabbed the cat from her hands and held it close and cried into its beautiful orange fur. The cat purred happily.
