I’m with you. Luckily, two of my cats are big sissies when it comes to going outside, and the third has decided to hang around for the meal service.
I belled The Great PV, so that on the rare occasions that he slipped out, we could find him. Thankfully, that was only twice, since he was three months old.
When he heard a bell that sounded like his, he was alert and looking for another cat! (I still miss the ol’ wuzzer!)
:-D. Lucky you.