Thankfully MC is recovering well and is eating, but Hank still looks horrible, and I continue to try to catch him to no avail. We've been sneaking up with a carrier hoping to catch him in a shelter but no such luck. A lovely man named Bill has loaned us this feeding station, the other side is plexiglass and you can rig the door to pull it shut with a string. He managed to get a cat this way that he was unable to trap. At this point I am willing to try anything, so that Hank doesn't continue to suffer, we were considering netting but Hank never sits in the open long enough for that, I swear he knows what is going on.
Of course though within 30 seconds of setting this up Pseudo went right inside. Cats, sigh.