We haven't used our Havaheart trap yet, partly because it's been constantly raining and partly because we haven't figured out all the logistics of what to do when we catch somebody. But in the meantime, I've been working on one of the ferals.
Lately a large, brutish solid-black boy has been dominating our porch. He's been a real problem, because he beats up the other cats and keeps them away from the food we put out. He also urinates into my potted plants, so we dubbed him "the urinator." I love almost all cats, but I've really had a hard time with this guy. We had been thinking that maybe this one needed to go to the SPCA. We would hate to do that because they might put him down, but none of the no-kill groups take ferals, and we honestly didn't know what else to do with him.
But as soon as we made that decision, it was like he knew. He stopped running from us, and started edging just a little closer every time I put the food down. The other day I decided to try petting him, and he let me! Since then, he has continued to let me every time I've given him wet food, and most other times he'll get close enough to sniff my hand and lets me touch his nose.
It's probably just my imagination, but I get a vibe from him like he wants
to be something more than feral. It sounds crazy, but it's the same vibe I got from my Hissy, the super-feral cat we were sure we'd never tame, right before he gave in to being socialized and became a love-starved lamb.
I'm no longer sure who is luring whom.
I can't keep this cat, but I really, really want to give him a fighting chance at having a real home. So I'll work with him every day for a little while longer, and then I will start offering bribes to the local no-kill groups to try and get him a spot. I also gave him a real name, Toshiro.