Horace is (was?) a street-wise cat, foraging around the kopitiam. He'd always coming running to greet me whenever I was in the vicinity. One day I found him limping and brought him into my home. I had him cleaned, vaccinated and neutered before releasing him again. After a while, I never saw him again. It's been over a year. I miss his gregariousness and warmth. I hope someone also found in him the same beautiful 'soul' and took him into their heart and home. Peace and love go with you, Horace.