My buyers and I were greeted one afternoon by a curious cat in the front hallway. He stared at us for a few seconds, and then bolted into another room as cats are wont to do. He continued to keep tabs on us as we walked through the house, never getting too close. When we went into the garage, he ran through our legs and bolted out a doggie door into the yard. He seemed to know where he was going, but just to be sure I called the showing service.
"Yes, hi. I'm showing the house at 123 Main St. Are there any specific instructions regarding the cat?
"Hold on a moment, please." Pause. "Yes, there are. Don't let him out."
As my buyers finished checking out the rest of the home, I searched for the cat in the yard, and again in the garage. When I couldn't find him, I called the showing service back to ask them to call the listing agent and let her know what we had done.
We continued on to view the rest of the properties lined up for that afternoon, and concluded our tour about an hour later. I said goodbye to my clients and headed back to the home, hoping maybe the cat was wandering nearby. As luck would have it, I found him sleeping on the back deck. He wasn't too happy with my arrival, and fought me a little bit when I tried to get him back into the house, but I was just relieved.
On my way back to the office, I called the showing service again to let them know that the cat had been found and was safely back in the home. It was a few blocks before I questioned myself, "Wait...what color was that cat?"
I could not remember what color cat had greeted us when we entered the home in the first place, and suddenly I was not at all sure that I had put the correct cat back in this owner's house. What if I had picked up some stray from their yard and thrown it into their front hallway? A nice surprise to come home to after a long day at work. Once again, I called the showing service to notify the agent and suggest that maybe she visit the home before her seller got there.
Shortly after, the listing agent on the property called me back. She also happened to be the owner, and when she got the last message I had left she busted out laughing. She mentioned that a stray had been hanging around the house the past few days, and that it was as likely as not that I had gotten the wrong cat. But luckily, she found her cat safe and sound when she got home - and it was alone.
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