I had heard of those markers, but I didn't know that it was in the form of a cat. My grandmother used to have people coming to her door during the Depression, in Vancouver. She always fed them.
My neighbour apparently calls me Madame Minou (Mrs. Kitty, roughly), except there is already a Madame Minou here in Montreal, she reads Tarot on television late at night. In fact, she called me once about a lost cat. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to help her.
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