Our stray Oliver is still coming around for breakfast and dinner. (We may have also made a bad choice and given him some of the fancy grain-free treats Toby stopped liking, and now he may or may not sit and wait for treats before he eats said breakfast and dinner…)
I’m able to get a lot closer to him–especially if I have treats–and he doesn’t seem to mind if I’m out on the deck reading as he relaxes after dinner. But so far, I’ve only been able to barely brush his side and he immediately shifted away.
It takes time to take a wild creature, I guess. That’s Cat Lady 101.