I answered, "Yes, it does. Do you want him back?"
He said, "Well I'd sure like to see him. He's been missing since Thanksgiving."
I asked if it was an inside or outside cat. He said, "He likes to go out a lot."
I said, "Well I'm hesitant to bring him to you if you allow him outside. It's subzero weather and snowy this week, and I'm afraid it will freeze if it gets out. It was so afraid when we found it. We're a senior couple who have had your cat inside for two weeks. It's adjusted so well, and we love it so much." I started crying because right before he called, I received a phone call that my aunt had died. "Could we keep it?" I sobbed.
"You WANT him?!"
"Yes, we sure do. Could we keep it?"
"Well yeah, I guess so. I have a bag of food here for him if you want it." (I did not reply. I didn't want to make any personal contact.)
I asked the cat's name. He said, "Fitz." (No way!) and he said it had been "fixed," so we canceled the surgery for next week. The cat is three years old. We'll take HER for a well visit, and claim Sassy as a family member.
Someone is confused. I don't see any evidence of this kitty being a male. What I see is a female. But the guy sounded young, so maybe he's been calling the cat BOY like Bill has.
In any case, Sassy is ours.