In most supermarkets in England there is a bin. People buy animal food with their shopping  and then place it in the bin.This is then collected by an animal charity who take in stray animal and rehouse them.

I remember visiting Fatih Cami, Istanbul, one evening.  Meat had been put out for some 40 or 50 cats and they were having a great picnic. 

I have actually taken in a street dog, we sort of found each other wandering around the same area everyday ,she was about three months when I took her in. It was difficult at first because she didnt like the lead and was very reluctant to come into my home, on many occasions I had to actually pick her up and carry her in. I spent money and had all her jabs done and recently  has had the op so she cant get pregnant. She still has moments when she dosent like to come in and I have to bribe her , and she is still a nervous dog ,dosent like hoover and sudden noise, but she is a very friendly little thing and loves people, although here first reaction is to bark, but wagging her tail. I have another little puppy that I would love to take in off the street but I have to stop myself from taking him home with me. It seems to me that SOME turkish put the dogs on the street and us soft english  take them from the street and give them a warm  friendly home.

 Wonderful story Deli - I am glad there are people like you out there ("soft English" or not)

I have a horrible feeling that if I was living in Turkey I would end up taking in stray cats!  Then...after I am old and grey and my dudu has drained me of all my money and left me, I would live alone with 2000 cats and become known as the  "Mad Cat Woman of Istanbul"

Now waiting a sarcastic response from Tami!

 I can see it now......

My daughter acquired a year old cat three weeks ago.  He needed a new home because his owner could no longer keep him.  He is used to children, which is just as well because my two year old grand daughter hugs him every chance she can.  He is a wonderful cat, so friendly.

They kept him in the house for two weeks then let him out.  He ran off and never returned.  Imogen was very upset and looked for him all the time.  Today, after a week, he has returned!!!  He´s a little scrawny looking and muddy but he came back and Imogen is so happy about it .

It seems an extreme version of it "finding it´s bearings".  When I have adopted cats before, I also let them out after two weeks and similar things happened!!!  The last time, I tried to keep a watch on it and saw the cat first walk around the entire boundary of the garden, then it travelled around the house in about a mile circle!!!  Finally, somehow, he found his way back after a few hours! Afterwards, it never once left the garden again! My guess is that your daughter´s somehow got trapped in a garage or shed or something

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