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Over the decades all our kitties have been rescues. Two of them rescued themselves.
The first one was Little Bit. A stray and obviously pregnant, she cased the house for a couple of weeks or so. She wouldn't let us get too close, but we were always aware of her little face, watching us from the shrubbery. Then one day as I was taking groceries into the house, she darted past me and into the house. Concerned how my indoor kitties would take to her, I sought her out at once. She was hiding behind the sofa. The other kitties seemed OK with the situation, so I left her alone and sure enough, she proceeded to have 5 precious little babies behind the sofa. After she got them weaned she stayed in the house the rest of her life. We found good homes for her babies, having decided that having 14 cats was a bit much. Hard to see them go. We did get her fixed. All our kitties have been spayed or neutered.
Abut two years ago, Trudy the Wart, a feral then aged 3 months or so, just traipsed into the house like she owned the place and has been here ever since. I don't think we tamed her, she tamed herself. From the get-go she has been very loving - and also mighty mischievous. She and Pesky, a seven year old one-eyed girl, are great buddies.