Arrghh, he's there again, every day on my windowsill looking at me with big green eyes - crying mournfully, while I try to work.
I've heard from neighbours that he doesn't like his own home (toddlers and new cats) and has run away several times. He keeps trying to wriggle into my home and I've let him in when it's been raining.
But he is also quite plump and clearly not short of a tin of kitty-kat or two. This makes me think he's got other women on the go and is an expert in feline seduction techniques. I've never had any involvement with cats before and am innocent of their wily ways.
Would I be unreasonable to give him some encouragement?