Sure, I didn't get done half of what I wanted to get done today, but sometimes, taking a nap on the couch with two kittens asleep on your chest matters more than errands, dishes and cleaning.
The little guys started purring. Pippin yesterday, and Fergus today. They're still a little wild and scared, but they're starting to realize that petting = good, and looking for affection and attention.
We still haven't caught the others. I saw Mamacat today, and got within a foot of her. She's young. She doesn't look any older than 6 months or so. I don't think she's totally feral, or I wouldn't have gotten as close as I did. She's scared and hissy, but was very intrigued by the crab and tuna feast in my hand. I think she'd be tameable, but you'd need to earn her trust first. Not just a grab-n-go sort of thing like with the little ones. She's small, but a young small cat could do a lot of damage with claws and teeth. I have the scars to prove it.
