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Hello, my name is Norma. About six months ago, I rescued a 2-year old black and white feral cat. After the town where i live TNR'd him, they just put him back where he was. Every morning and nite, I would look out my window and see him. My heart just cried watching this little critter in the cold and in the hot weather. I did feed him for a few months. Then I decided I was going to take him in. The people from the shelter in my town kept telling me not to - that he is happy where he is. I asked them, how do you know that he is happy - can you read his mind. Give me a break. Anyway, I trapped him and put him in a small bedroom by himself. I have three house cats. I did not let them near him because I didn't know if he was sick. Anyway, long story short - I had the vet come to my home - she sedated Snowi - checked him out - he had worms and some type of sickness due to drinking dirty water int he streets. He is now a healthy semi-feral cat - I say semi because he has adjusted so quickly and so well - I must say that the first two days that he was in my home he did destroy my blinds - chewed them. LOL. After that, he was very calm. I kept him for those months in an ex pen. While in the ex pen - I let my other cats go in the room - I left the door open. I put my mattresses in the room and slept there. I wanted him to get to know me - and I must be truthful, I was just as afraid of him as he was of me. Finally, almost two weeks ago I let him out. He is running around my apartment - chasing, being chased, fighting, playing with the other cats. He finally slept on my bed - by my feet - for a couple of nights - he still hisses - but he is trusting me more and more as the days go by. He eats like a dog - drinks bottled water - and sleeps like a king. Feral cats can be tamed - feral cats are adoptable. Feral cats can love and be loved. He climbs on my furniture and just looks around - I feel it in my heart and by the way he's acting that he knows he is loved. He knows that I love him. He's particularly attached to my male house cat (the other two are females). Snowi goes on the floor and rolls around - that right there shows that he is happy - that he is comfortable - that he feels safe. It takes patience, but if you have love, you definitely have the patience. I hope that one day I will be able to pet him. I don't care how long it takes, I will wait patiently. As long as I know that when I go to work he is warm, has food and has company. I put towels on the window sills so that when they climb up to look through the window, they are comfortable. I leave dry food out all day for them and lots of water. I change their litter twice a day. These little critters have done something to my heart that makes me shine. Thank you all for reading my wonderful story.