For months Willis has found it amusing to slip in the side door when we are going in or out--he endangers himself--and us--by running between our busy feet.
At first he just huddled in the edge of the ktichen while the indoor resident cats rushed to sniff at him and deliver rather haughty remarks.
Willis seems to be "over" any concern about how the indoor cats react to his presence.
Several times this week I have forgotten to scoop him back out the door and hours later come upon him thoroughly relaxed and nonchalent,
"Put your striped cat outside," I tell J.
'But he wants to be inside! He's not doing any harm!
Oddly, the girl kittens, Sadie and Sally don't care to be in the house--Sadie pokes her nose in occasionally and hurries back to the familiar territory of the porch.
We do not need another house cat!
Does it look like we may have one?