This is Fred, the cat. Mom says she just gave him that name; she doesn’t know what his real name is or if he even had one. He likes to sleep in our backyard. I want to introduce myself to him, but mom says no. She says he might seem chill about other kitties from a distance, but that he’s an unfixed street cat who’s tougher than he looks, and he might not like me as much as I like him. Mom calls him a lovebug, though. She wishes there were somewhere she could take him that was safe, but the shelters here are so over crowded with animals already that she doesn’t want to drop him off at one of those. She also says that he needs to be fixed, but he’s not feral, so there aren’t any programs she can use to cover the costs of fixing a kitty that isn’t ours. If anyone has any ideas on where this guy might be able to go, or on how to get him fixed, please do comment below!