Arrival Story: Well it's kinda funny. He was living under our porch. We thought he was a skunk. Then one day Meow Meow Meow. He was hungry. We looked like a good place to find some food. Nicklas would "perform" staring out the back door and thus the hunt was on.
We fed him for about two weeks, chased him a week, before he finally surrendered. When you pick him up he purrrrrs.