Friday I took in a male cat that a gentleman told me was feral. When I took the cat the man had been riding his bike from one town to the other just to feed and water him. He had built a shelter for the cat and someone had torn it down. So he called me and I went and got the cat. Anyway I am at this point thinking that this cat is not feral at all. I had not touched him at all because this man told me he was feral, however yesterday being the daring person that I am. I reached in there. He was meowing and I wanted to see why, he let me pet him. With no problem I might add. The man a priest came down last evening and I showed him that this cat was letting me pet him and he couldn't believe it. He told me that this cat in all the time since September 2001 had not let him touch him until recently. This man has the scars to prove it. He was astounded that in just two days this cat was letting me pet him. I truly believe that cats know when someone is going to be kind to them and when they are going to be mean. He will be going to his new home tomorrow, but he will make someone a wonderful pet as long as they are kind to him. I will miss him, he is a nice cat.