Two weeks ago, this adult feral cat had not been touched. At least, not voluntarily. She was born feral and had a natural distrust of people. This is her, from a while back.....
Over time, she started coming close to me at feedings, to get the maximum opportunity at food. The first time, I just brushed her back while she was concentrating on eating. This startled her and she jumped back. But she didn't go far. She went back to her food and I went back to feeding. We did that more and more.
Last Thursday, I stroked her back while she was eating and she didn't run away. Soon, she started purring. By Friday she came to me, purring, anxious to be petted.
This morning, we touched noses for the first time. It's a small victory, perhaps. But it is also proof that even cats born wild - adult ferals, can sometimes be tamed, under the right circumstances.
I always called her Smart Tortie because I could tell that her level of curiosity was strong. Curiosity can sometimes be dangerous for feral cats - but sometimes, it can save them. Her little poof of a tail quivers with excitement as she is petted. I used to call her Smart Tortie.....
Now I'm calling her Little Bunny Rabbit.
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