Funny thing. He is a tom, well endowed and an absolute sweetheart.
We do not know where he came from, but he has been around for a few weeks. After we do a turkey for Thanksgiving, I bone it out and boil the carcass down into a thick broth for later, then give the bones to the wild animals in the neighborhood.
First time I ever saw this cat, he was running from me when I took out some garden composting materials and he had the backbone of our turkey in his mouth and running away.
It is pretty much going below zero degrees Fahrenheit every night this week. I have allowed him to stay in the garage. Not sure how this was going.
He does like being fed free food from time to time and I have discovered that he is very affectionate, not all that wild at all.
I am probably going to keep supporting him, even if my wife will not allow him into the house. I can not stop myself.
