I felt sorry for PussPuss last night. When I spotted him on the cold damp night, he was closer to the porch than usual and staring at the porch. I fed him in his usual outside place and when I checked back later he was back where he was before, staring at the porch. It was almost as if he wished he was inside. We tried calling him but that just resulted in him hiding under the car. Again, I don't think he'll ever understand a welcome.