I had no luck with Ambrose last night. I saw him a couple of times, but he surprised me by showing up earlier than he has before. I hadn’t put food in the trap because the day and evening were so warm and sunny, any cat-food left out was swarmed with flies and ants. I was ready to bait the trap when the day had cooled, but Ambrose anticipated me. I will be ready for him earlier this evening.
Ambrose eluded me, but this little one didn’t.
I’ve named her Eos. She won’t be with me for long. She is going to be spayed today, and then released back to her feral family. She is about four or five months old, not the two or three months I thought. I wish there was a home for her to go to, as I think she could be socialised, but, as most reading this know, there are already far more cats needing homes than there are homes. But at least Eos will be with her siblings again, and won’t make any more homeless kittens.
Now for her brothers and sisters…