Originally Posted by Greenport ferals
Cats, especially ferals, like to be up high. They feel safer.
You have made a lot of progress. I think this guy is a keeper. He has an adorable face and he wants to trust you.
He seems to do a lot on ground level now, and goes up to sleep.
This morning when I walked in he was on the chair cushions I sit on with some catnip and meowed at me as I walked in. He was meowing a lot while I was in there, though... don't know what he wanted. I hope not outside... I can't let him out unneutered.
I think you are making good progress. Old Mommacat (my first feral) wouldn't come to me for nearly 4 weeks. (This was 15 years ago.) Then something made her decide I was ok. She still won't stay closed in for any length of time. I suspect she was accidently locked in somewhere and she still remembers it. But she lets me pet her and will jump in my lap if I am sitting down. Just be patient. Mommacat is a tortoise/calico who has never, to my knowledge, carried kittens to term. She absolutely will not go into a carrier so she has never been to the vet. But she is living a good life for at least 15 years--probably longer as she was pretty big when I first started feeding her. She prefers to stay under the porch unless it rains. Then she heads for the garage. Have fun.
Thanks for sharing your experience!
This guy seems alright around me if I'm sitting on the floor but he leans away from touch outside of sniffing my hand. He also can growl and hiss at me sometimes in that way that sounds like he wants to rip my face off if I'm standing up and slowly walking around.
I don't have a picture of it on the computer (it's on my phone), but when I walked in last night he was laying in the corner with his mouse right beside him tucked beside a paw. Super cute! He really likes that mouse.
Here he is sitting beside me on the ground after eating, he comes over checking for treats and then has got into the habit of grooming beside me for a minute or so, last night for a very short time he lay down:
And then he walked over top of my legs and found a piece of a catnip plant, which I didn't even know was there. He lay down right beside me and rolled over (the black part in the picture are my legs under a blanket):
Then sense probably kicked in and he wondered what the heck he was doing... after this he got up and wondered around the room:
Anyway, on Tuesday I do volunteer work at the cat sanctuary, I'll see what some of the paid staff have to suggest about his likely unneutered status, at the very least we'd have to borrow a trap to do it at this stage, but maybe they'd cover it under TNR, as he's still more feral than not.