There's a cat, a stray, that's been hanging out at our house for probably 2 weeks now. Okay, so admittedly, he probably would have moved on by now, but I started feeding him. (I didn't want him to starve!) For the first week, pretty much any time we came home, we could find him just chillin' in one of the chairs on the front porch.
Sierra would look for him every time she went outside. "Where's my kitty friend?" she would ask. So we started calling him kitty-friend. He clearly belongs (belonged?) to someone. He's well-socialized and even lets our toddler haul him around the yard. He doesn't run away from her like our own cats do, and he's relatively unbothered by our dogs. I've tried to find his family. Last week, when I took Casey to the vet, I took kitty-friend along to see if he had a microchip (he doesn't). What I did learn is that he's a 9-pound neutered male. I called the shelter in Madison County. I called the shelter in Orange County. We posted messages in campus folders, so we know he doesn't belong to anyone at Woodberry. But someone owns him, spent money to have him neutered, and he wears a green collar. No identification, though
Maybe he was dumped by his owners, but why would they leave his collar on if they did that? And why aren't they looking for him if they didn't? Mysterious. When it started dropping below freezing at night a few days ago, we started letting him at night. Yesterday, it rained all day, so I didn't make him go out in the rain. When I went to check on Sierra during her nap, I found this:
(sorry about the image quality. I didn't want to turn on the flash and wake up the kiddo. I lightened the photo with an editing program so you could see.)
Kitty-friend is certainly making a good case for himself. Oh, and Jason and I didn't want to keep calling him "kitty-friend," so we started calling him Perry, instead. It means "wanderer." Fitting, no?