This little guy was meowing pitifully from underneath a parked car right outside our front door on Thursday night. He was scrawny but apparently in good shape otherwise, and he came right to my hand when I offered him food. We lured him into the garage and he spent the night there. The next morning he wanted to see the rest of the house, and since then he’s made himself right at home. He’s very playful. He plays with the toys we bought for Willy (which Willy has always ignored), and he likes to head-butt us affectionately. He’s not at all afraid of Kai, but he’s wary of Willy, since Willy yowls and hisses and spits when he gets too close. We’re putting out “found cat” posters and taking him to the vet this morning. We’re tentatively calling him Junior.