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.