This morning Baxter the stray cat was extra noisy. He just kept meowing and meowing. He already had food, so I figured he wanted company. I sat outside close to him for a while, and finally he got the courage to go up to me!
The first few times it was just a quick touch and run, but after a little while I was petting him full on. He was purring and seemed to really enjoy it, but he still kept a watchful eye on the house to make sure nobody was coming out to get him.
So there is hope for him after all, poor thing!