Stepped out my front door to take the trash out last night and encountered this sweet face (sorry for the low quality images, it was almost dark out and kitty would not pose for the camera).

At first glance I thought that somehow my boy Westley had dashed out because they certainly look alike. But this cat’s mellow little voice allayed my fears. I love Westley but man, his meows can be strident at times!

I gave new kitty a few scritches and offered it some food. Though I’ve never met this kitty before, it seemed to know the routine because it hopped right up on the patio table and waited patiently.

Makes me wonder if the other cats in my neighborhood have marked my house as a safe place, kind of like a cat “hobo code”. Hopefully they’ve given me 5 paws!