This pretty orange kitty is, I believe, one of last spring or summers kittens born in a neighbour’s outbuilding by the creek. I’d see them running around the creek path and I know at least two were hit by cars along our street. We inadvertently locked this one in our garage a few weeks ago and since then I’ve been leaving it a little dish of dry food on the edge of our deck. This gal (or guy) is feral. She won’t let me near her even after two weeks of snacks and stares.