He "came with" the house. And what I mean by that is that he was on the front porch when we moved in. He adopted us. He's never left. He's a cool guy and the unofficial mascot of "The Patio" (TP). He's pretty chill unless you touch his tummy. NEVER TOUCH HIS TUMMEH!
A couple days ago, this other cat showed up. It's a neighborhood cat, but he's never really hung around our house super often. He's taken to hanging out at the side door. This is the other cat:
I've never really known how to take him, but I try to give everyone a chance, so I was nice to PCD.
As I was leaving from my lunch break on Friday, this happened:
