Scooter looks just like our rescue cat we called Frady cat because he never really took to us. He had his moments where he would let us love on him but he must of suffered too much abuse in the past. He would hide & we wouldn't see him for days. He would come out to eat at night when we were asleep. He loved sitting on top of the washing machine & look out the window. Finally he got to where he wouldn't come out to use the litter box so we had to let him go. He had a brother that wasn't as bad but he got a wild hair for the outdoors & slipped out the front door, at least that's what we figured. He just disappeared.