Just adopt him. Poor little thing. I don’t know how I could *not* feed and deny!

I, too, think that Molly might adjust to it. She’s already sharing her backyard w/o too much of a fuss…or is she? Some kitties “match up” and some don’t. But, I think it would be worth a try.

In my humble opinion, the neighbors don’t deserve the cats they own.

But maybe you could comply with the neighbors’ request in a way that’s morally acceptable way to you by finding out what they feed Tigger, and then feed him small amounts of the same thing.

OR you could mail them a dozen cans of the stuff Tigger seems to like at your house, and then you could feed him the crap they used to feed him. (Mail the food with delivery confirmation, so that you can deliver a subtle insult.)

That way you can continue to feed Tigger without worry that he is suffering from food deprivation, and if he continues to drop by for food, you can use that fact to suggest to the neighbors that THEY are the problem, not the food.

Once the neighbors understand that THEY are the problem — that the problem is not the superior food you serve, but in their ‘tude — they will look deep into their souls and become better people. Tigger will be happy and warm and home, and he will not need to roam.

This is what the U.N. might do and expect as far as an outcome from half-hearted assistance.

In reality, though, we know that nearly all neighbors are stupid, inconsiderate boors who will never learn anything. My own neighbors, of course, do not have this opinion.

Your neighbors, when confronted by the results of this experiment, will probably react in some unforeseen way, such as a lawyer’s letter telling you not to feed their cat.

At that point, you could capture Tigger and take him to the animal shelter. Don’t tell the neighbors, unless they ask. If they ask and wonder why you did that, tell them you did it because you had no choice: It’s THEIR fault; you had to show Tigger what THEY wanted.

If the neighbors don’t claim Tigger in three days, or whatever the deadline is, then you are legally allowed to take ownership.

At that point, you take ownership, put a new tag on him, change his name, and buy your own lawyer’s letter to tell the neighbors not to feed Piglet. Yes, you name him Piglet!

Maybe at this point the neighbors will give up.

Of course, the best solution would be for the nabes to feel grateful that Tigger has other friends and safe places to go, away from traffic and danger. But people like that are prideful and mired in distrust and resentment, and ultimately the battle must be fought to military victory.

The point is, cats choose us; we don’t choose them.

Can’t imagine him getting along with M if she’s old though