In the exhausting heat of mid summer in regional Australia we kept seeing a black blur in the garden on dusk. Everyone saw it and wondered what it was.
After about 6 weeks we were having a barbeque one evening and the smell of the dinner cooking was too much for him. The most beautiful cat appeared out of the shadows and began rolling around on the paving. Neo had moved in.
We think he was dumped at Christmas probably by someone going away and thinking our place would make a good home.
He was immediately embraced and named after Neo of The Matrix fame because he would disappear and reappear in the strangest places like he was using a time warp. You would find him lounging somewhere comfortable and no one remembered letting him in.
We have had a series of design cats and dogs, who like nothing more than sitting on your seat in the studio or chewing the phone line when you are on an important call.
There had to be a line drawn about studio etiquette. Neo will come in and peruse the work being done. He rarely comments, stays for a while and then returns to the garden that he loves.
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