Cat is such a creature of habit. Every morning I feed her, then I leave the shop door open and she goes upstairs to her “hiding spot” where she sleeps the day away. If I have to leave during the day, I just close the shop door and she’s perfectly happy inside.
I’m not sure that’s what we expected of a feral cat. We were thinking more in terms of killing mice and snakes! Not Cat . . she eats, she sleeps, she eats more and then she sleeps more.
When I went upstairs yesterday, she began purring when I was trying to take her picture. She’s come a long way from that cat that used to sit across the room and hiss at me.