I have cats like that. We have a new addition, he was born outside in a corn field and visited looking for food. We fed him and a bunch of others, but he was the only one who was friendly and would come right up to us, and let us touch him, but would scurry away quickly. We caged him and got him fixed on the TNR and let him go. After a few weeks he got more and more friendly and as a test I let him in.
He found a spot and laid down, let us pet him, used the litter box, and over a few weeks let us pick him up. Now he comes running in the morning when we leave the bedroom to say good morning, lays on my lap at night when I watch TV, plays with our other cat.
He was once a Feral cat, but you couldn't see that in him now if you tried. He is on my bed right now and when I walk past he rolls on his back and stretches and looks at me saying rub my belly. I taught him how to take treats from my fingers without biting and does a prairie dog too.
yeah I got a cat like that
when I moved here I spent a couple years by myself (no animals other'n the goats, and of course the wilder animals). Thought I might want a dog. I like dogs. Yep. Well, it's just me, and I'd hate to burden any of the family to have to come over once a day and feed it, and let it out to go poo/pee. Then I am known to jump in the truck and head to the coast with no warning, last minute and stay the weekend. I couldn't leave a dog by itself like that for 2 or 3 days. I'd have HUGE disaster to clean up when I got home, that is, after getting licked to death. So I got a cat. Little pure white female cat that the boy across town had. Was 5 wks old when I got it, wild as could be, would bite HARD if you picked it up, ran away often, etc. Anyway I had her fixed, shots, etc. About a year later it didn't come a running when I ran out there with the feed bag which I thought was odd. Figured it was off chasing a rabbit or something like cats sometimes do. Jumped on the tractor to go cut the yard and I seen white fur scattered all over near a tree. Looked like an owl got it? Dunno. I wasn't really attached to the little cat so I just went ahead and finshed the tractoring. Then got another one, tuxedo cat...good'un! Friendly, way too playful, climb all over you, etc. Stayed in the shop. I woke up one night in the spring to a noise outside and it was being carried off by a coyote. Maybe that's what got the white one, dunno. Didn't get no more cats or dogs for a while. Sold all of the stock too much of a pain for one person to deal with, considering I had 3 jobs at the time. Quit one, kept the business and work a full time. In 2017 the lady down the way had an ad on the marketplace she had a litter that had attempted to cross the highway (about 60,000 cars a day right there...) and all but one didn't make it across the street. Momma, bunch of little ones, dead. This lady owns a doggy day care deal. The one left was an orange tabby, roughly 5 weeks old. I said why not but I'll keep it inside. She said it was a girl which I think something like 80% of orange cats are boys so I kinda got excited. Nope she turned out to be a he. Long haired redhead JERK. But great company. he's all fixed up, up to date on shots, etc. I feed him good food and made him an automatic watering deal that he just walks up to, stands on a little wood plank with a pressure switch and he drinks out of running water. When it was real young I found out that he prefers the sink water I figured because it was running (or dripping) water. I was right. So I made him that deal. Uses the litter box just fine. I leave him some food and a gallon of water in the deal, and I can run off for a few days without worry. Keeps the critters in the house down (ants crickets wasps a snake or two, etc). When it's bed time, he tells me so....about 11pm if I'm doing something somehow it knows time, and he nips at my foot/ankle and then runs toward the bedroom, stops at the corner and looks back like "aren't you coming?" Then when I do get in the bed he'll climb up next to me and purr til we both fall asleep. In morning, every morning at 0430, little jerk licks my face and climbs all over my chest...like "hey dude it's time to get up...and FEED ME!!" Like clockwork.
OH by the way, he's 21 lbs. Vet says she thinks it might be a maine coon "mix" based on his size among other things. When he tries to lay on your chest, there is NO mistaking it.
Good company. Getting over the kitten stage was less than fun though but we are past that now. Nowadays the worst that happens is the morning routine and then being attacked from around a corner or behind a bed/wall whatever when it's crazy time twice a day. Ain't no big deal though.
Wanted a heeler but just couldn't. Glad I got the cat. I ain't never had a heeler that lived longer than 8-10 years and they all had hip trouble at some point. And, unpredictable at times I had one attack the neighbor kid aggressively and did some damage to the ankle. Never once ever was aggressive to me, family, friends, anyone. I don' t know what set him off.
