My sister in law recently moved from the city into the country. She was able to capture and take with her an outdoor kitty that she has fed for past 3 years. Her name is Y2 (why two). Stands for Yoda the second. I have been visiting my sis in law regularly last few weeks due to a series of sad family events. I decided to try and make friends with Y2. The first couple visits she would run and hide. That progressed to back off and watch from a distance next time around. I would just sit on the back deck at her level, talk to her and wait for her to come to me. She would come close. Sometimes close enough to smell my hand. I know she wants attention by the rumble of her purr, but she is just not sure enough to take a chance. Next time I found the magic answer----fried chicken. Fed her an entire thigh, piece by piece. She would take it from my fingers but would still back away if I reached to touch her. I just sat there and about 30 minutes later she came to me and let me stroke the back of her head and back. She even gave me the" you are not done" tap when I stopped. She does not like chin rubs and slapped me a couple time when I tried (no claws). The next day I furthered our bond with some turkey breast. She still runs away when she first sees me but comes to me if I sit and wait. Such a simple activity and such good simple fun. Here are a couple pics of her after having some chicken. She has 2 cute tear duct drip markings. I hope she will come inside some this winter.
