Have I told you lately how much I like the new digital camera? After all, I took about 6 pictures to get one of Fuzzy that wasn't too bad, but didn't waste any film AND no wait time. I know, I know, I was kind of late getting to the scene of the digital camera party, but now I'm a believer.
Fuzzy has become very friendly. A couple of years ago he was very skittish, running of if anyone got so much within 30 feet of him. As time went on, he got so he wouldn't run until we got within feet of him (usually we didn't see him until he moved as he likes to lay on things that he blends into). He has disappeared a couple of times - sometimes as much as for several months. The last time he disappeared, I quit putting food out in the cat house because ours were spending more time in the house, so I didn't have to worry about them going hungry.
About 2 months ago I saw him at the door to the cat house. He was in horrible shape; very thin and bedraggled. I know as a feral cat he has a tough living, but I had never seen him look so bad and he has always kept his coat very clean. As I opened the door to take him some food, he darted off to just in front of the gate to the deck stairs. as I bent down to put the food dish in the cat house, I was startled because he almost ran into me to get to the food.
Obviously, I have been feeding him since and he is in much better shape. He has been hanging around more and more, not bothering to move even if he is on the railing right next to the stairs. I got home the other day and WS informed me that if I hurried I could go pet Fuzzy. I had him repeat that sentence because I was sure I had heard wrong. Nope, that is what he had said. So I went out and Fuzzy was sitting on top of the cat house (a new favorite haunt for him). I stretched out my hand for him. He flinched, then stretched his nose and took a sniff. Much to my amazement he then put his head under my hand for a scratch. I obliged (of course), then not wanting to push mu luck, or his nerves, backed off. He looked at me and started meowing at me. So I scratched him a couple more times, then left him alone.
When I got home yesterday, he was out on the cat house and I went out to give him some food (I Had been thinking on my way home how I hadn't set any out that morning). As I was kneeled down, he rubbed against me on his way in the cat house door. I went outside several times after that, and each time he would meow at me then come over and rub against me (and get a pat on the head). He didn't even move from the top of the cat house when I brought the dogs in from the pen, nor when I let Shadow and Tory out (Tory isn't thrilled with Fuzzy hanging around, but doesn't confront him and Shadow pretty much ignores the feral cat)