Lately our neighbors at the apartment complex where I live have been on a mission to get rid of all of the stray cats. What they don't realize is that it'll never work. The best way to get the numbers down is to Trap-Neuter-Release. And it is exactly what it sounds like- you catch them, get them fixed and rabies shots, and then just re-release them back where they came from (there are programs that do this locally at no cost). You don't get rid of the cats, because another colony will ALWAYS move back in. Apparently, our neighbors thought they'd trapped and rehomed all of the kitties, but they must've missed one. Momma Cat (this is her nickname, due to the fact that she procreates like nobody's business; I'm sure I could find a more appropriate name for her, lol) had another litter of two kittens. Arthur and I took it upon ourselves to catch them, tame them, and find permanent homes for them. So far, we've only got one but plan to catch the other tonight. They are super cute and look extremely healthy! This little orange tabby we have I have named Bug. It just came to me, I know it's a strange name, but I think it suits him. Plus, he seems to respond really well to it too. It's only been a few hours, but he's already made huge progress. I can let him out of his cage and he'll come to me when I call his name; he beginning to understand the joy of being pet. He also LOVES (and slightly fears) Charlie, lol. I'll post again when the second kitty is caught.