I just saw the strangest thing.  As I was driving in a parking lot, I saw a fluffy brown Maine Coon cat squeeze out from a sewer grate.

Yes, really.  He slipped out from that gap between the curb and the grate, then darted in front of the car. I slammed on the brakes.  When I parked, I went back to find him.  He looked sleek, plump, and well-fed — not at all the way you’d expect a cat who came out of the sewers.  I looked for a collar but he wasn’t wearing one.

I hope he finds his way home.  Unless he lives in the sewers with a bunch of mutant cats, and he’s their surface-level spy.  In that case, we’re probably safer if he doesn’t go back home.