Orion, Last of the Stripy Cat Brigade. (July 2013 - Ootober 27, 2025)

Orion was a feral cat that was literally born in my back yard, and promptly brought inside (against my express wishes!) and more-or-less socialized by myself and two other roomies and with the five other cats in the house. I got him the snip as soon as it was feasible, and he spent some 12 years being the quiet ninja cat, preferring to hang out on top of a cat tree and destroying curtains, or under my roomie's bed.

He got along pretty decently with the rest of the clowder, although there were the occasional play fights with my two boys and him. If he thought he was safe, he'd come out of hiding, say hi, and then disappear again. One thing to note: He absolutely did NOT like being held except on his terms, something he kept more or less to the very end, and he was very feisty about it, too.

Of the ferals that were around when he was born, I don't think any of them remain, so he got 12 years of love and care in a safe and stable home.