Aw, good for you, S. But S. This happened to us this past spring, when a cat we’d see peeking out from the woods while we put food in the “Wild Cat” dish, when (the newly named) Sheldon came running out of the woods and climbed into my partner’s lap. It was pretty easy to tell that he was neutered, but well, you know, different parts are easier to see if they’re missing.
We’ve got Shelly to the point where he’ll come in at night because right at the start we gave him canned food if he came home at dusk. Now he rarely leaves the property, but doesn’t like to stay in the house for very long. We insist he comes indoors at night because this area is very rural and dangerous with natural predators, and Sheldon was so obviously somebody’s pet at one point. It’s heartbreaking to know someone is really missing this guy.
Good luck, and thanks for what you’re doing.