How sweet & touching
I know animals do remember. I got my Mitty kitty when I was 9 years old. After I moved out my Mom rehomed him to a good friend of hers even though I pleaded with her not to as I could not have animals where I lived. After my years lease was up and I moved I drove to the ladies house and got out of the car and called for him and he came running up fast as lightening to me as if we had never been apart! I talked with the lady and she was happy to let me take him back as she has known me since birth and is a good friend of my parents. Mittens lived to be a wonderful 18 years old. Sadly we had to put him down 3 Christmas' ago due to his back hip breaking from jumping and he was to fragile to undergo surgery
R.I.P. Mittens Sylvestor
BTW can you tell his coloring was black and white?!?!