When Crystal Robert and her family adopted a stray cat in 2019, they quickly learned he was an expert in sneaking out even though they tried to keep him indoors.
Now they know he’s got at least one “other family,” because Papa Legba, as they call him — named after the mythical intermediary between the physical and spiritual worlds in west African folklore — frequently returns wearing sweaters.
Yes, that’s plural. Papa’s mystery second family has sent him home wearing a blue striped sweater, a solid-colored pink sweater and, for the holidays, a traditional “ugly” Christmas sweater. He’s also been given a shirt that says “Born To Be Awesome.”

Robert, who lives in El Paso, Texas, says Papa is usually averse to any kind of collar or accessories, but she believes the sweaters “humble” him because he’s cuddlier when he wears them.
“He seems more docile [when wearing the sweaters]” she told The Dodo. “Or maybe embarrassed.”
She told a local news outlet she hasn’t yet pinned down his second family, but she wants to thank whoever’s been treating the little guy well.
“I have already met with five families,” she said. “I haven’t met his other family yet, but I hope we can continue to ‘share’ custody.”
She said she’s narrowed it down to a few houses and plans to come knocking with baked goods to thank the neighbors for their kindness.
“I hope people can keep their pets at home, inside,” Robert told The Dodo. “They are our family and they are safest when with their owners, but if you have a wily cat like ours, I hope you are blessed with generous and lovely neighbors like mine.”

🤣👍My mom knitted a french hat for my first cat Kitty. Forgot name of them. And my mom claimed she did not like cats. That hat is on top of box with Kittys ashes. I bet she would of knitted a sweater for her.
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That is funny, and cute! 😀
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Handsome Void he is, too.
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thats is so funny and exactly how Bertie behaves , he has his own whats app group so all his “houses” can keep track of him and we all know where he is at any time
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Imagine how many meals he has per day…I’d bet at least five.
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Ahaha, hilarious! Maybe they could somehow place a tracking device on his collar, or somehow safely attach a note to his sweater asking to communicate?!
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Send him over with a bottle of wine and tell him “You can’t show up empty-handed!”
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Maybe Papa Legba wasn’t a stray in the first place. The family that decks him out in cool outfits could be his original family,and the Roberts family his bed and breakfast. lingo101@yahoo.com
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Good point. Quite a few outdoor cats seem to have those clever little arrangements where they make daily circuits, getting fed at each stop.
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Quite possibly it’s his original family that decks him out in cool clothes. And the Roberts family could be his comfy bed and breakfast.
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My sister’s cat found a new family he preferred: because they let him nap in a real wooden cradle with down blankets and feed him warmed meals.
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Now THAT’S some good service! I’m hiding this comment from Bud before he gets ideas.
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Oops, hope he hasn’t read it yet!
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I adopted a neighbor’s cat after he refused to sleep at home for a year, insisted that I was his true servant, and demanded to live in his house that he would share with me. (The neighbors got 2 big dogs) Sometimes he’d come home reeking of skunk, and had to stay outside until I procured de-skunking supplies. The next morning he’d be clean and freshly smelling of perfumed soap. Happened a few times. So glad he had another home someplace that took care of that nasty job.
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Poor little guy. How’d you get the skunk stink off him?
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Poor little guy my foot! Poor me! That striped little menace never used his one brain cell to figure out… a black cat with a bushy tail plus a white stripe down the back equals reeking of skunk stench. His other family must have had more people. I couldn’t bathe him by myself. Then his bathing family quit dealing with it. So I hired a vet tech professional cat wrangler. She’d come make him behave while being scrubbed. Pheeeyouu poor hoomans.
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Haha. Well, Bud used to have boxing matches with his reflection in the mirror when he was younger, so I suppose all cats have their braindead moments. I’ll take the boxing over the skunk though, any day.
Being a professional cat wrangler sounds like a difficult job.
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