I mean I've trapped more than 30 cats, this isn't my first time at the rodeo but this guy is wily. And when we go out and call his name nothing, it's as if he has amnesia and doesn't know us anymore.
We also left the door open for a while (after herding all the other cats into a room, and trust me, that's a feat unto itself) but all we got was a very nice raccoon who would have been happy to move in.
We'll be back out tonight with our KFC and Fancy Feast.
Let's hope my rematch with Pseudo this afternoon goes better.