A very handsome stray recently showed up at our house. I think it's a he. He's a beautiful cat, he's like... a silver-brown mackerel tabby with a splash of white on his face, two back stockings and two front socks. Darling personality, ridiculously friendly. Was rubbing up against me five minutes after we met, purring loudly at me about ten minutes later. He's way to sweet to have been born feral, and while I think he was abandoned, he might just be a lost pet. I don't think he's an outside cat because he's way too thin, and even outside cats get fed.