So...we get home from a bday party on Friday night, and on our front lawn we can see a mayo jar and a black lump. Upon further inspection, we find it's (another) stray cat whose head is stuck in a (plastic) mayo jar. So...Mark runs in to the garage to get our work gloves and his side snips, and I hold on to kitty while Mark snips him free. As soon as kitty is free, he takes off right out of my hands like a bat out of hell! I think it's wild. Mark felt like a hero. Kitty was sitting on our deck yesterday, so we tried to approach it, but it ran of again. In the mean time, we've named it Mayo.