Well for a few months mow I have been feeding 3 strays: 2 young males and a pregnant female.  The female is our most frequent visitor on the porch.  She lets me stay out there while she is eating, even though I can’t get close to her, but I am working on it.  The males are more elusive and want nothing to do with me.

Today we had 2 new visitors that I had never seen before.  An older large orange male “Garfield” and a younger dark tabby male.  They were a duo as evident by them sharing some of the expensive soft cat food donated by a neighbor just today that thought I was the best person ever for taking care of all the strays. =)

These guys hung out on the porch all day just laying around.  I experimented to see how socialized they were by opening the sliding door a crack and talking to them.  The large orange lump sauntered up and rubbed against the crack, and soon, my hand.  His younger friend was more vocal, and more skittish.

I thought I had a chance at getting these 2 pals a home, so I did the routine of locking our kitties in our room and making a path from the porch door to the garage and opened the door.  Garfield just came in to where I was sitting, crawled up in my lap and began to purr as I scratched his head.  Very sweet lap cat.  He must have been abandoned.

The tabby took a little more to get him in.  I sat on the porch and he would dash up to me to get a pet and then dash away.  I took it into my head just to try to pick him up and bring him in because he did not want to come in the house on his own.  I waited about 10 minutes for him to get into the perfect position and then picked him up.  He was a little scared, but not violent.

With him in my arms and Garfield trotting after me, we went to the garage.  The tabby was really scared and ran around when I sat him down, but I felt better knowing that the price of his uncomfort would be outweighed when he found a home.  I called animal control and the same guy that came out last time for the last stray got here in 1/2 an hour.

It was sad to see how scared the tabby was and it was quite an adventure getting him caught and in the carrier.  The catcher carried Garfield in his arms and i carried the carrier out to the truck.

I hope they get a home.  They have a better chance with it being close to Christmas, the tabby being young, and Garfield being oh so sweet.

Hopefully I can catch the female before she has the babies, although, it would be fun to find them and play with some kittens for a bit =)  There is nothing that can give me a warm fuzzy faster than a warm fuzzy kitten!