I think some cats are born to go to a certian person and sometimes it take a crazy journey for them to end up where they actually belong. Samantha always knew she was suppose to own me, she laid claim on me and my house 2 years before we could convienced her human that she belongs here. Her previous human said she wouldn't stay in the house, cried to get out all the time...(She would let her out and Samantha would run streight to my front door and cry to come in.) Here she has no interest in going outside.

When I lived in Florida, there was a cat that hung out at a friends house. Sometimes for days and then you wouldn't see him for days. I think Blackie had several or more homes and just spread himself around as the mood struck him.