My mini-colony

I seem to have acquired a new mini-colony in my neighbourhood.

A few months ago I was out for a walk and spotted a litter of kittens living in a sorely neglected yard. I knocked on the door and the elderly lady said "would you like them", the mother cats and kittens were living in the yard and she was planning to sell the house. Aaffien and I trapped them, the kittens went off to foster homes, the mom got spayed and returned. The next door neighbour thankfully agreed to help feed. I've been going up most days to feed Suzie the black cat and then Bruno, who I'm sure was the father, appeared too.
The house has been sold and is now under construction so every night I sneak in the yard and feed these two. Suzie (the black one on the right) is pretty feral but Bruno has turned out to be a sweetie.
He's very chatty and friendly and I desperately want to find him a home. No, not my home, I'm past cat capacity but he needs somewhere to live before the winter and before the new owners move in. He is so nice!
Know anyone who would give him a foster or forever home? I would get him neutered, vaccinated, dewormed, all fixed up and provide food and litter. How can you resist that cute face? Tonight he tried to follow me home:(

Updates

Hard to believe that just six months ago Maggie was sleeping under a garbage truck. She is beside me on the sofa playing with a crinkle ball as I type this. Every day she gets braver and braver even venturing upstairs to sleep on the bed. We have another former feral, Pebbles, at our home, who is also black. We rescued her 10 years ago as a kitten, and not knowing enough about socialization, didn't do a good job but she turned into a lovely cat. Funnily enough, the two former ferals don't really get along.

Another happy update, Marty is one of the three gray cats that were trapped in the wildlife habitat not to be named and relocated to a barn. All three have stuck around and have a much better life now.
Mo has been missing for two weeks now, that's six down since the fall. It's sad to see our numbers diminish. I can't imagine it when there's only a couple left.
No shortage of flies, though.
I should get the cats to do a Friskies commercial.

Summer in the City

It's July in Toronto and that means it's hot and at the yard, that it's stinky and filled with flies.

Jo is just taking it easy on a toasty afternoon. I have seen her crossing to the grassy area, though, and the bird remains I have found make me think that she goes out early to hunt. Her brother Mo has been missing for the last five or six days - hopefully he is just on a hunting trip.
Oh, Jo found enough energy to groom herself.

Biff says it's too hot to get up and eat.

Hank and Sally are best buddies, I haven't ever seen them apart.

Jackson, Teddy and Tina think that it's never too hot to eat.

And Pebbles knows he has to get it before the flies and raccoons. I'm sure we are keeping a group of raccoons very well fed but not much can be done to prevent that.

We've put up fly strips around the feeding stations in a valiant yet ultimately futile attempt to keep the swarms away. Oh well, in a few months we'll be trying to figure out how to keep water from freezing. I'll take the flies any day.