I always said I'd be a cat lady when I have a house of my own and a big yard and I won't have to worry if the cats are getting run over or lost.
Last night I heard some yowling outside my screen door and sitting there waiting to be let inside was a charming orange cat. He was a little skinny, but SO nice. He wouldn't come inside (not that I could let him because my two spoiled inside kitties wouldn't allow it), but his meows were so vocal I could swear he was saying "come outside and play with me!". I'm still not convinced he's a stray even though Lou says he must be. He lets me pet his tummy and he doesn't appear to have fleas or other buggies. Plus he responds to the "pssw psww" sound you make to get a kitty's attention. Although..I did spy a large set of *hm hmms*, and most [responsible]people nowadays get their kitties fixed. I gave him some dry food and water and he inhaled it and hung around for a while longer before disappearing into the night.
Then today I heard that same yowling and there he was at my screen door. "Hey I'm back!" I gave him some more food and water and we hung out for a little while. Lou said "oh great, now he'll never go away". But I don't mind. It's like I have a no-maintenance outside cat...who I'm feeding "inside cat chow".
If he comes back tomorrow, then I'll give him a nickname. Like Harold, or maybe Franklin. We'll see..