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Finding a cat a new home

The cat came back.

A couple of weeks ago, I shared how a black cat started visiting me on my back porch late at night. She has since moved in.

I resisted feeding her thinking someone in the neighborhood owned her. Plus, I didn’t have any cat food.

We had a block party Saturday so I asked around and nobody claimed her. They had seen her but said she was a stray.

She seemed hungry, so I got her a bowl of water and she lapped it up. So I opened a package of salmon and put it out for her. She decided that I was her new best friend.

I went to the store later in the day and found myself looking at pet supplies. Somehow, six cans of cat food jumped into my cart. I don’t even like cats.

I gave her a can of food, and the next morning, I heard her mewing outside. I opened the back door and she was sitting there waiting for her handout.

I fed her again and for the rest of the day, she never left the porch. At first, she thumbed her nose at the cat food having dined previously on the wild Alaskan salmon. But if I broke up the cat food for her, she decided she could eat it.

All weekend, she lazed around on the porch as if she owned it and I was merely a visitor sent here to serve her needs.

I stepped out for a few hours, and my daughter came over and found the cat. They quickly became close friends.

This afternoon, I came outside to go somewhere and both Laura and the cat were on the porch. Laura had come over to visit the cat. I felt a bit immaterial for both of them.

Laura has decided to adopt the cat – a move that I encouraged and of which I approved. Laura suffers from bipolar disorder, and a cat can be an effective treatment, especially during the winter months when cabin fever can set in. A pet can be comforting and can give a person therapeutic responsibility.

So, Midnight, as we’re calling the cat, has her first veterinarian appointment Wednesday. She will be scanned to see whether she has a microchip in case she has another owner. I guess you’d call that a cat scan.

I told Laura that if the cat truly is an orphan, I will pay for her first shots and to have her spayed. Then Midnight can go to her new home in Petersberg where she will be able to stay indoors and will have all the attention she needs.

Funny how these things work out sometimes. The cat obviously needs someone and found someone who needs a cat.

She is the sweetest, most adorable cat you can imagine, but I don’t need a pet. If Laura didn’t take her, I would be forced to become a cat owner because this cat will not take “no” for an answer.

After she is gone, though, I think I will hang a sign on my fence that says “no more cats.” This cat would have ignored such a sign assuming she could read it. I don’t doubt that she can read as she is a very smart cat. Afterall, she got me to cave in to her. That’s not easy for a cat to do.

• David Porter can be reached at

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