We found out because of a rather well behaved cat, funny enough. We're pretty sure she had a bad case of kitty dementia by that time. IIRC, she was upwards of 16 years young by the time that happened. She had a few week Stent there where for some odd reason she was obsessed with the stove top. At that point in her life allowing her to be an outside kitty would have meant certain death one way or another. She actually was an outside cat some 10 (+/-) years prior.
Her name was me - me (spelled mime) because her black and white pattern was just so that it was reminiscent of a mime.
I really do miss that cat.
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