You are right, Mark. My parents first cat, Charlie, belonged to the neighbors, but he chose to live with us. Every night I would carry him back to his family, but the next morning he was at our door and he spent his day with us. In the end, his family gave him to us and he lived happily for almost 17 years with my parents. And I have to say that our neighbors are great people, they just love animals, BUT, Charlie was more comfy with us!
These pics showed up on the local Facebook page, asking if anyone was missing a cat. I didn't connect it until the neighbor two houses down, who I met a few months ago, replied that this was her cat -- Frederick - and that she was worried because he hardly ever visits anymore. This is the Neighbor Cat -- who I last saw 10 months ago. This was taken about 5 miles away, through the woods, across farm fields and a major highway!