"I noticed a cat had been sleeping on my chair on my back porch, so I started leaving food out. The food was demolished every time, so I tried to get a glimpse of who was eating it. I realised it was a stray tuxedo cat I'd seen at night about a year ago. I recognised him because he'd lost his tail. Poor thing was so skinny and scrawny, and absolutely terrified of humans. I thought we'd never get close. After about a month of leaving food out, my partner sat and waited. The cat finally ran up and ate, hissing between mouthfuls as my partner gently patted his head. Next feed time I tried to pet him, and he switched from feral to love bug, head-butting me and meowing for food. Since then he's officially moved in. He's such a good cat, no trouble at all. Sleeps on our bed all night without disturbing us, sleeps on the couch while we watch TV, asks to go out when he needs to. My guess is he was someone's pet and got abandoned for some reason. He's gone from scrawny and starving to semi-chonk. I'm trying to regulate his feeding, just hard to say no when I know he starved for a long time. Still deciding on a name"