Yep. Sunday night, right around dinner time, he sauntered up to the back door and let me know he was looking for a bite.
And yep - I said "he". I got a better look at his floofy back end this time, and I'm 99% sure she is a he (but boy is there a lot of fur back there!). This time around I was allowed to pet him, and even got some purrs.
After dinner, it was time for some more nip
And some belly-showing
And despite how inviting that belly looks...
Don't fall for it!
He hung out for about half an hour before wandering off.
After a good stretch and scratch on my fence. I went back inside to finish cooking dinner, but soon enough, my attention was drawn to the back door once again.
Visitor kitty REALLY wanted to come in, but as you can see, someone wasn't going to let him pass.
While I finished dinner, Dave went out to make friends. (he ended up with a scratched hand too, despite my warnings.)
I finally spoke with my neighbour and their cat is safely inside, so I'll have to keep looking.
Such a gorgeous kitty definitely belongs somewhere!