Despite being unbelievably handsome and well kept, a neighbor took him to the vet, who said he doesn’t have a chip. Thankfully she agreed to chip him under her name, and he was returned to the neighborhood.

I call him Moustache, because of a very prominent physical trait (can you guess which?). Today he’s been extra friendly - he chilled with me despite having eaten (usually he leaves afterwards) and I got to pet him a bit. He even entered our house!