Willie was another stray or lost cat who came to our back door in the dead of winter for food that we left out for the homeless cats in our neighbourhood. He would stop eating and run away whenever he caught a glimpse of us in the window. It wasn't until he heard our voices outside that his fear of us vanished and he meowed and rolled and purred until we brought him in and made him one of the family. He's one of the sweetest, most affectionate cats I've ever had.