Or to be correct, O.P... as in Outside Punkin. Yeah, We kind of have an outside cat.
There are lots of stray and feral cats around our neighborhood, so when one decides to be brave enough to come up to me and let me pet them, I like to say I've adopted them.
We call him O.P. or Opie, because he is orange, and Punkin is orange, but this guy lives outside. So, Outside Punkin is his name. He likes to hunt mice in the garage during the day, and lounge in the shade, and eat treats. He is a little sweet heart!