Mew, Oliver -- what experiences you've had! I was abandoned, all alone it the big city until I found my purrents.

We are delighted to know you made it back in October 2001. Mew goodness, you were only 1 when that frightful adventure occurred.

Oliver, have you learned the most key survival factor? Meeow, I'll tell you, in case you haven't figured it out:

BE AN INDOOR CAT.

Very safe inside. When my KatMa & Paw-Paw first brought me in off the wicked streets I mewed, meeorrrwd, cried and made a pest of myself -- racing for the door if I thought it was going to be opened. I just wanted to be out! Then one day I realized: Mew, I'm not hungry; I'm not cold; rain doesn't wet my fur; I don't have to run and hide from bratty boys; no one in my Palace kicks me (I had broken teeth when my purrents found me) ...

to sum it up: BEING AN INDOOR KITTY ROCKS.

Mew, at my Palace we all hope you've become an indoor cat. Live long and healthy, happy & loved, you dashing, handsome boy!