I take care of a feral colony, and I was trying to trap a trio of kittens and their mama. One morning I caught a little orange male kitten, and he did something no colony cat has done before or since: he sat down in the trap, looked me in the eye, and started to purr. He walked from the trap to the carrier and curled up inside. He could not have been more pleased to have been caught! When I took him to the vet, he was quite scared but he did not hiss or get frantic--he just snuggled into me and hid his little face. "He's definitely decided you're his mama," said the vet tech with a smile. Well, needless to say, this golden-eyed, sweet boy did not return to the colony--he stayed with me, and his name is Buster. He is six years old now and he is my treasured little buddy.

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