Well, I wouldn't want a week go by without trapping so Tuesday night I set out to get Cherry, the new cat living kitty corner to our colony. After this long without kittens, I was determined to catch her before that all ended.
And trap her I did, but oh my god, what a feisty thing. Usually when you cover the trap they settle down, but not her. She hissed and growled and thrashed around. What did they discover when they went to spay her yesterday? She had no uterus, so was already spayed, but no eartip. What a strange thing. The vet thinks she is about three years old, I can't imagine she ever belonged to someone. She didn't eat last night so I may have to release her early, occasionally the really feral ones won't eat in captivity. I'm on one of those streaks right now, nothing is working quite right, Hippo keeps getting his cone off, so he has to be resedated (up goes the vet bill), Cherry turns out to be already spayed, two nursing moms last weeks, sigh. I guess it's like every job, they all have frustrations.