Well. We may have a housemate for Britches. A stray black cat with long hair who looks very much like Pushrod, whom I found as small kitten in a snowbank about 15 years ago, gone now, approached us this morning and rolled and purred on the doorstep, looking for a home. Either abandoned or lost, I imagine, but not feral. I have been having an internal debate for months as to whether Britches needs company, even went so far as to go look at a stray rescue place, since we no longer live on the alley which gifted us with each cat who ever lived with us up to now. But now perhaps my doubts and hesitation have been answered. We’ll see if he hangs around- if so, I guess Britches and he will get used to each other.