Interesting.
So after all this time, i've been feeding this cat twice a day (minimum) petting it generally just taking care of it. When i first found it it was bone skinny, so after a few weeks of heavy feeding i got him all fattened back to normal ( i could define every vertebre in his back at first)
I spent around two hours per week picking the dang tic's off him. they're HUGE. one was as big as my index finger tip. Today i found 3 more. If you've never taken tics off it's a process. a royal pain. You can do it a few ways but I've always done the generic. carefully removing it without leaving the teeth inside the cat, or the head.
A couple times in the last week i noticed he started looking freshly brushed. So i figured somone was also taking care of him. He'd fixed, i knew this because it had the clip in the left ear which comes after a TNR group finds a stray/feral
Yesterday i'm sitting outside petting my fuzzy friend. My neighbor pulls up who moved in a couple months ago. Something just clicked. I stood up and asked her if she had a cat. "Yes" she exclaims. and he pops out from around the car twoards her (he was hidden at first). "That's him" she tells me.
According to her, he's 13 years old, and I thoroughly believe this. he's got lots of hair that looks to be turning grey. I asked her about the TNR mark on his ear. She said that's not what it is. She said when he was little she was cutting something off his ear, and he moved. She said it clipped his ear, but never bothered him.
I felt relief that I wasn't going to need to tend to this cat freezing outside. She said he's allowed to come and go as he pleases through a kitty door.
Now, i've got concerns. the tics aren't shocking. there are pine trees all over (forrest). they just happened to be those nasty greenish blue ones that are just horrid. lol But here's the problem
I had to fatten this cat up from badlly mal-nourished. I also remember in the summer, it was 110 degrees outside and he was laying under my car panting HEAVILY. nobody is home during the day over there, and I don't think he can get in if they aren't there.
So the result is, there isn't squat i can do since I now know he has an owner. I just thank god I wasn't able to place him in a foster home/ rescue shelter. But I don't think he's cared for very well. tbey have a huge dog that's locked in the house all day, he has literally shreaded their blinds in 2 months. he barks all night, and I'd be willing to bet the carpet in there is awful.
anyway, I'm relieved and bummed at the same time :(