His previous owners left him outside 24/7 to roam the neighborhood, un-neutered (they falsely thought he was a she). A long vet visit later, he’s free of ticks and exploring our house, sitting on laps for long petting sessions, and eating anything leafy and green we offer.
Maybe we name him after an explorer? Or a mineral?
That’s a goofy one. He’s too smart to be a Bullwinkle, but I’ll float the idea with his other people!