The cool Mississippi air wrapped around Ann Bosche as she stepped into the front yard to take her mini Dachshund Gracie out one last time before bed. It was normally a quiet time of day, but the smell of an intruder quickly set off a storm of barking. Ann could see a set of eyes twinkling beneath the Camellia bush, and that could only mean one thing.
“We get several dogs and cats dropped off in this neighborhood so I figured this was another one,” Ann explained who welcomed the visitor with a soft voice. “What came out from under that bush was a large, beautiful cat with a white tip on his tail. I said, ‘Aren’t you a fancy thing?”
Ann hurried inside to get some food for her new friend who appeared rather thin and soiled.
“He was skittish and backed away while I placed the bowl under the bush. He ate, said his good-byes and left. The next night, he was back again.”
Ann was enchanted by this cat with the lovely white-tipped tail and she began feeding him daily, moving the bowl closer to the front porch with each meal.
“After a week, he was on the porch, morning and evening, waiting,” Ann said. “He stayed a month. My husband figured we already had enough animals with a dog and two cats and wanted me to take the cat to the animal shelter. The next morning, I reluctantly loaded him up in a cat carrier and off we went. I dropped him off and an attendant took him to the back where the cages are. When he brought me my carrier, he said that the cat was back there banging his head against the iron cage door.”
“I cried the five miles back to my house,” Ann said, still sorrowful about that day.
He Escaped the Shelter 20 Minutes Later
Ann began checking the shelter’s website for an adoption photo of the cat, but she never saw one. She was hopeful that someone had perhaps adopted him right away before there was time to create an adoption listing. But she was very wrong. You see, the cat had actually escaped from the shelter a short 20 minutes after she had driven off. This feline literally couldn’t be contained, and it would seem he was tracking one particular person to one particular place. He’d already found his adopter, she just didn’t know it yet.
One early morning, at the end of April, Ann awoke very early to the sound of her husband having a conversation with someone in the kitchen. She though it was very odd, so she climbed out of bed and headed out to see what was going on.
“I looked at the clock and wondered who was at my house at 5:30 am.,” Ann said. “I got up to see and what I found was nothing short of a miracle. I saw a cat, sitting at my husband’s feet, talking to him. I kept trying to focus on the cat and when he flipped his tail around, I saw proof. There was the white tip. I started crying and quietly said ‘Oh my baby, Hi Fancy.’ He turned, saw me and ran to me, talking and squealing the whole way. I truly think he was saying ‘I found you! I’m home now.’”
Despite her husband’s short-lived initial objections, this time Ann had made up her mind. Mr. Fancy was here to stay.
“This cat spent a month traveling along busy streets, rail road lines, and rough neighborhoods trying to find me,” Ann said. “I think he had a guardian angel looking out for him, directing him back to my house. I love him so much and feel we were meant to be together. He belongs here. Mr. Fancy will never want for a home, food or love again.”
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