The outside kitty was back! Today he didn't panic as quickly as usual, instead we had about 3 good minutes of eye contact where I did NOT freak out because I finally see how he looks *slightly* different from mine. I really hope I can coax him in one of these days, he looks so skinny and it must be scary to be an outside kitty. I put a can of food out again, but I never know if it's him or a fucking raccoon that eats it. I keep hoping though. EDIT: I saw the kitty eat! He's still to scared to do more than stare at me and run away if I try to come outside, but I saw him eating from the porch, and I'm happy :)
