Almost one year ago, I met up again with my first backyard feral, Hobo (read post here).
I love Hobo, and have missed him since he decamped from our feeding station about the same time Patty O'Malley appeared. Yesterday, I re-discovered him at the same address as last year, so these folks are obviously feeding the cat, at the minimum. I could not tell if there was a shelter for him.
Hobo was not overly friendly with me yesterday, but he always stayed at arms length. Yet Hobo blinked at me, which I interpreted as 'Hello, nice to see you again'! What a wonderful way to end my evening walk around the 'hood.
I am happy to find Hobo again!