She’s still around. She will let me get about 2′ from her and she hardly hisses any more. She’s very nervous around me and unless I walk up very slowly, she runs away when she sees me approaching.
When I was at the vet’s office yesterday, I showed the vet tech a picture of Cat and she does believe that her ear is tipped, which probably means she’s been part of a catch and release type program where she’s been spayed. The vet tech said that if she’s been here since June, and maybe longer, and hasn’t had kittens, she may not be going to have kittens. That would be nice! I dreaded having to trap her, and take her to the vet and get her spayed and then come home and keep her in the trap a few days til she’s feeling well enough to be turned out to the wild again.
Yesterday I saw her walking through the orchard and I wanted to get a picture of her getting over the fence. The bottom part has smaller holes and she can’t get through so she will climb up over the railing part and go through the bigger holes. Sometimes she just perches on one of the rails and sits there . . sometimes with half her body through the wire fence and half sitting on the pipe fence. But yesterday, she went under the gate!
Then she saw me on the porch. She likes it a whole lot better when she doesn’t have to worry about what I’m doing!
I could just hear her saying to herself “If I pretend I don’t see you, you’re not really there!” as she put her head down and kept walking. She’s like a clock though . . at daylight she’s on her little platform waiting to be fed and most nights at dusk, she’s back for a snack. She seems to have figured out my schedule with letting the chickens out in the morning and putting them back up at night and has decided that schedule works well for her too.
Some day . . I’m going to pet her!
Vivian Oaks says
We tamed a feral cat years ago. My hubby (NOT a cat lover) actually came to the room I was in to brag that he’d coaxed him into the house!! From then on, he was “Cat”, and was our alarm when anyone came down our driveway. He’d start growling like a dog, looking at the door, and we knew someone was coming. (Long driveway – we can’t see to the road.) Our other cat, we assume was dropped off, since he was very friendly, went to the door and meowed to be let out when he had to go. Never had a litterbox in the house for him. Now that I’m allergic, we don’t have any…. wish I could….
katie says
I rescued 2 feral kittens, 14 years ago. Brother is very friendly, follows me in the house and sits on my computer chair with me. Sister does not, still jumps when I pass them on the couch. She will meow at me if I’m eating chicken, then she is a bit more brave.