It took close to three months but I finally got to pet Midnight, the mommy cat. She is still not quite sure of me and prefers it when I’m sitting on the floor or bending to her level. But she started rubbing up against my leg so I figured I would give it a try.
My neighbors keep telling me they aren't seeing Midnight and Charley (baby cat) anymore. I said “that’s because they have it made in my garage”. Initially, they found the large dog crate that I had set up for the cats to recover in after their spay/neuter. It has food, water, a bed and a litter box. But it was a little small for two full-grown kitties. So I stuck one of my old dog beds in it. I put a large (hooded) litter box and their food and water on some cardboard. Even gave them a few toys, which they are playing with. Such is the life of a feral cat in my neighborhood.
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