I have a soft heart for animals in trouble. And these people who drop off animals expecting them to forage on their own is awful - they breed, make more homeless animals, they die - most never knowing a friendly hand.
Meet kittycat. He's been hanging around ever since he was a kitten - nearly a year ago. And in that year he was victim of some animal (think opossum as I saw it out back just about that time) that went thru here and bit three outside cats - two in the paw and another on the side of his face - all of them got huge infections. This little cat's paw never quite healed right (I fed them some antibiotics that were for my cat that he didn't need). This little cat too looks like he wants to come in - gets to the inside steps and then runs out again. Can't catch him.
Then about a month ago he ran by me and his back leg was clearly broken as it just dangled. He was clean too - we suspect some kids, excuse me, young adults around here did it as they will kick at the homeless animals - cops were here this past Summer looking for three guys (who live around the corner) who were reportedly kicking a puppy.
So I talked with the roommate and so we concentrated our efforts to try and grab the cat and take him to the humane society to be put down - poor thing had a hard time on 3-1/2 legs - now take another totally away.
We couldn't catch him and then the weather really got cold and snowy and we didn't see him anymore. Thought he was dead and lo and behold - he shows up (he sits in the hedge and mews at me) - and it looks like his leg is mending - although the bone is not set right - he's walking, but not running. So I'm back to feeding him. Have to stand guard as he's a little timid thing and the other 3 homeless male cats take over the food bowl.
So I feed him last night and he didn't disappear under the neighbor's back porch as usual (think another cat has taken the spot) and so he just sat on the ledge. I look out a couple hours later and he's still there - so I went back out - fed him some more (mmmm nummy - nuked canned cat food) and took an old sweatshirt out and put it on his ledge - he's probably getting some warmth from the house too. And I was surprised when I looked out this morning and he's curled up in it. It was in the single digits last night - only 14F right now.
Taking another sweatshirt out tonight and some more nuked food. I don't know what to do with him - we have 4 cats in the house now - and roommate (and owner) wants to get rid of two of them as it is. And we can't catch him so I'll just keep doing what I'm doing.