Oh, he's black. My favourite colour. Cats just seem to know, somehow, where to go.
We found a Bobby too. A Manx, possibly purebred according to the Vet, and had all the unique body characteristics. He was grey and after we got to know him, after feeding him outside all winter, we discovered he was neutered and declawed. We found a home for him with a girl we checked out at her previous Vet clinic (I always ask for Vet references) and she changed his name to Stumpy. I think there was somebody named Bob in her family, as there is in ours, but Stumpy, yuck.
I hope your Bobby has a long, happy life with your parents.
Look at that face.