About two months ago I lost my cat, I think she fell out of a window that I had cracked open too much (one-story building, she wouldn't have been hurt). Being declawed, scared of the outside, and knowing there are some outdoor cats nearby I think she was scared off. I still haven't found her but I've really done a lot to look for her.
Recently when I was out searching for her I came across a cat that I could have sworn was her; it wasn't though I started a conversation with the lady who cared for it (he was a stray) and passed her a flyer. We had a long chat, she turned out to be such a sweet lady and helped take care of all the strays that visited her. During our chat, this little grey kitty that looked SO much like my missing cat was chased up a tree by a dominant female. I helped her get him out of the tree, he was so amazingly calm and loving. She saw how this little guy and I connected and encouraged me to take him home. I didn't want to betray my own missing cat in some way but very soon I was going to be all on my own again in an empty house. He needed someone to care for him and I needed a kitty to care for, so impulsively I brought him home. He's turned out to be one of the most loving, relaxed cats I've ever known. I started noticing that when I would feel highly anxious or have a panic attack he would walk up and start meowing while rubbing against my legs as if to say "Hey it's okay, I'm here to save the day, pet me and calm down".
From past experiences with a cat I had for 18 years with whom I was VERY attached to, I knew cats understood humans more than they're given credit for. I am continually amazed at the way this cat acts and how closely we've bonded with one another. When I took him to get his shots the vet said he's about a year old so I plan to give him a great home, hopefully for a very long time. I'm holding out a weak sort of hope that my missing girl will find her way back to me somehow but in the meantime, I am so appreciative to have this cute little boy in my life.