My name is Laura and I have a cat named Blito, who I had when I lived at home with my parents. When I got married, I took Blito with me to my new home. Several years later my husband, Chuck, took the cat to work with him one day and she got away. He was so upset that he spent hours looking for her, all to no avail. Then about a week later, Blito showed up at my mother's
house, where she used to live, but had not been back to in several years. Were we ever surpised and pleased. Now doesn't that prove that cats are pretty darn smart.
~ Laura E. ~