He came passing through one day after I finished mowing the lawn about 3 yrs ago. He was navigating the sprinklers and eating bugs. Pretty pathetic. I couldn't get near him but I went and got some meow mix. I'd never feed my cats this unless emergency as it seems to be like cotton candy or something to them so I exploited that and in a few days I got to pet him.

Was like petting a skeleton. I let him in but could tell that wasn't gonna fly with my other 2. So I installed a cat door so he could access the garage. I'm not sure he's very bright as it was exhausting getting him to figure out he could simply walk through it. He's been around ever since aside from those mysterious 6 weeks.

He's not handsome anymore but he's cool. I'll give him some scritches as you requested, just not on the belly! Like another rescue he forgets that he is safe now and instincts take over when touched the wrong way. Thanks for listening to my dumb cat story!