My block was once presided over by the best cat in the world. He has since moved on; I don't know where, or under what circumstances; he just stopped showing up. Possibly the people he was living with succeeded in placing him elsewhere since apparently he was their daughter's cat and they didn't like him. I don't know how anyone could not like him. Most every day when I came home from somewhere he'd recognize my car and come running up to me, then look me right in the eyes and jump all over me. Yes, he had a penchant for wiping his muddy paws on my boobs, but for some reason I didn't mind. I even forgave him for nibbling on my chin. Clearly he was a naughty creature, but so loving, so brash! I miss him and I hope he's okay, wherever he is.