Last few days I've had a new little tom, with such an appealing little face crying outside my backdoor. I've opened it a bit so he can sit on the mat in the outhouse instead of huddled up on the patio in the snow. But I don't feed. Yet! Arggh - I don't want another either, but they do so play at your feelings. He hasn't cried during the evening yet though. So I'm crossing fingers that he has a home nearby where they kick him out for the day and he just gets cold and lonely. A friend of mine had a stray crying at her backdoor one cold night, she ignored it and found it still there in the morning - frozen to death. I wonder how many other abandoned pets that will happen to this winter?