She came to me because her people had moved away. I fed her at the door and she came in. The neighborhood kids had been kicking her because she was a black cat, and she was fearful of men; she would growl when she saw pant legs near her. She was an indoor outdoor cat. She would fellow us everywhere. She would follow us to the local diner and wait for us in the bushes to accompany us home after we ate. One day she followed my daughter to school; she closed the door behind her and said to Midnight, "go home." Then a hour or so later an announcement came from the office WOULD (my daughters name )come to the office! My daughter wondered why; she was a good student and didn’t do anything wrong! When she got there, there was Midnight, growling at all the pants in the office!! She had waited for the next person to open the door and let her in. No one could touch her! But then my daughter said MIDNIGHT LETS GO HOME and she followed her home just as Little Bo Peep. Midnight was a verbal cat and would talk to me when she wanted food and let in and out... and sometimes just to talk. She lived with us until she got cancer and died. We talked as she lay dying at home. Then, as she died, she lifted her head one last time and howled goodbye. I loved her as a human; I am never forgetting my Midnight!

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