I guess he's better off now than when he was living in the storm drains in Alabama. I'd like to let him outside, but he's such a fraidy-cat that I'm afraid if he ran away no one would be able to catch him. Then if animal control got a hold of him they'd assume he was feral since he'd be freaking out.
Anyway, he's a beautiful boy and I'm glad he's a part of our family. I just wish I could get him to stop digging his claws into my back or head when I'm asleep so I'll wake up and give him some love and attention.