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For a couple of days, my elderly neighbor lady Dorothy, who walks her dog every day and always greets me by name, hasn't shown up. Then this morning driving by her house I saw someone who may have been her son with the dog. I hope she's ok. Around 1993 or so, she saved Iago's life - he was an indoor-outdoor cat then and he had been hit by some sort of vehicle which had broken his right hip. He was unable to walk but had dragged himself to someone's yard. She had noticed that he'd been there for a while and hadn't moved, and she had come to my door and asked me to come over to get him - she had observed that he was my cat and cared enough to come over to get me. I was able to take him to the vet and get his hip put back together. He fully recovered. I really hope she is ok. Aside from the fact that she is the only person in the neighborhood with absolutely no malice in her soul, and she greets me by name every single day she sees me, if she goes away the same week as Iago, it is going to creep me out no end. A few weeks ago, out of the blue, I had a dream about her (which I told her about). I will go over there tonight and see what's going on.