There’s an orang-and-white longhair cat that occasionally saunters across the back yard. We call ‘him’ (unsure of the gender) Creamsicle Kitty. A week or so ago the SO was sitting on the patio, and Creamsicle took a nap on a patch of [del]weeds[/del] lawn. Tuesday morning he appeared when the SO was out there and he approached her, letting her pet him. She gave him some kibble and water. She was shocked to see how skinny he really was. ‘He’s not fat. He’s fluffy!’
He came again yesterday morning. Last night, as I was thinking about going to bed, the SO was outside again. She came in and told me to lie still and be quiet. Creamsicle was back. All she saw was a pair of eyes approaching quickly across the [del]weeds[/del] lawn, reflecting the light from the living room. She went to get him some more food. In the meantime, Tonka noticed we had a visitor. He went to the screen doors and expressed his interest. The SO went out and fed and stroked Creamsicle for a while before I asked if I could come out. She said yes, and Creamsicle trotted right over. He apparently likes humans. I wonder why it took him so long to introduce himself? Tonka meowed a little, but not in a threatening tone. The SO picked up Creamsicle and approached the door. He didn’t squirm. But when he saw Tonka he gave a hiss. Apparently he’s not too keen on other cats. But there was no altercation.
Creamsicle is very thin, but he doesn’t look feral. It looks like he has a home somewhere. He ate the food, but didn’t appear ravenous. Either that, or he was torn between eating and getting attention from a couple of humans. The SO will make some enquiries as opportunity arises, to find out where he lives.
And speaking of opportunity, I’ll see if I can get some pics.