Samson pulled down the pillars of our hearts

It's pretty obvious that he was a housecat: he's well-fed, friendly, and clean. We're putting up posters today, but I kind of don't want to find the proper owner. He turned up on our doorstep last night, expecting to be let in like he'd lived there before. He's cute, but in a cunning way. He's an otherworldly kind of guy. I hope he doesn't kill Ingrid and Felipe, the budgies.