Update:
She likes the rattly ping pong ball and biting toes.
I found a feral kitty in the park and took it home. It was not a regular cat. he was tough. When he played he threw himself into it . He was impossible to keep in. But ,our neighborhood was staring to have a rat problem. he took care of it by himself. The rats have not returned. He littered the yard with dead rats, then mice.
A feral mother cat decided to have kittens in our window wells one snowy March, and soft-hearted me couldn’t just let the litter die, so we live-trapped the mom, and put her and her litter into our basement with old rags and towels, cat food, MACKEREL and TUNA, and all the amenities. We would talk to her every time we went downstairs to do laundry, get into the freezer, etc. No dice. She would literally attack you with claws and teeth if you got anywhere near them. We ended up taking the kittens away at 4 weeks and hand-raising them so they would be socialized. Even after the kittens were gone, she wouldn’t have anything to do with humans. Eventually, she escaped through a garage door accidentally left open. However, next spring she had another litter at our house (under the deck where we couldn’t get at her), and when she was hit by a car, she crawled up under our front bushes to die. Didn’t see her at all in between these events.
The two kittens that we kept from the first litter are very different. One is very loving, and demands constant scritching, but the other is usually perched somewhere up out of reach and rarely allows herself to be petted, and NEVER picked up.
Nope, not kidding. Scroll down past the pictures. Private shelters around here are actually much cheaper.
Update #2:
Tusk likes Cheddar & Sour Cream Ruffles, and giving me a bath.
No pics this time, since we’ve been without power for three days.