I saw him this week over at the office. He has joined another back of ferals, also fed and taken care of by someone. I could tell it was him from his stubby tail and was relieved that he was alive and doing well. At our place, Jack seems to have joined our mob. He is a gorgeous chocolate Siamese, older and battle worn. He moves stiffly and is missing an eye, but he shows up regularly for two squares a day. I can't get close to him, but that's okay. At least he knows he can get food here.