Sandy was an outdoor cat that an acquaintance was kind enough to take to the county shelter for their low-cost neuter/spay program when he showed up on her doorstep along with his mother and siblings--hence the notch in his ear. He then decided he wanted to move into my house rather than be a barn cat; seriously, he spent most of one January night throwing himself at my windows. I finally got a hold of him and refused to give him back. I've had him three years now; I don't think he regrets either of our decisions, do you? (Footnote: His mother and all of his siblings are either dead or missing now...)
