I just got an email from the son of the elderly woman that Smokey the cat "adopted." The cat has been living in her greenhouse for three or four years now.
We brought Smokey to our place to have him indoors during the cold snap, and returned him to them when the weather warmed on up Thanksgiving. After unboxing Smokey in the living room, they decided to let him stay inside the house for the day. That night, they put him in the laundry room so she wouldn't trip over him in the dark. As is so often the case with this sort of thing, once the cat was inside, it was impossible to put him back out in the greenhouse.
"He has already found a couple of favorite places to sleep, and has shown absolutely no interest in setting foot outdoors," the son wrote. "Wish we had brought him inside years ago."
I have been tracking and worrying over this unusual cat as he moved from elderly person to elderly person for the past 10 years. Now that this woman's son is involved, and the cat is indoors, I think Smokey has finally found a permanent home. I don't think I will be needing any more Christmas presents this year.