right on schedule, cat showed up on our front steps. My sister and I were sunning ourselves on the step and trying to decide what to do next during a rather boring summer vacation the huge tabby-colored tomcat came and brushed his long fur against our legs. He never asked for any food , mind you ,but just seemed to want to be petted . We learned later the cat was a maine coon, so named because of its size and because some people in maine evidently thought the large breed looked like a raccoon.