I had a cat named Twinkle when I was a teen. He loved to ride in the car under the seat. He disappeared one night. My father had noticed a car parked next door with tags from a town 150 miles away(the towns are far apart in WY so the county pretty much tells you the town). Twink was gone for a week when we heard him at the door. He was skinny, dirty and had raw paws but he was home.