After Sandy died, Whiskers went home with Tammy; she said she liked cats and couldn't bear to leave Whiskers alone with the others.   My aunt's other two cats continued to prowl the apartment, though I'm not quite sure what finally happened to them.   They remained feral, having been tamed only by my aunt, who they understood was no longer their keeper.  The Highland Park ladies, Celeste and Libby, tried in vain to lure the creatures out, managing only to snag their hose, catching a claw or two extra in the process.   Her cats were smart.   They recognized creatures like themselves, the predatory Highland Park women, and were scared, defensive. 

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