Judith, Angie took the call the other day about this little one. She was turned up in a garden and the lady was feeding her whilst trying to trace an owner. She noticed she was getting fatter after a few weeks, so rang for help.
Angie and I went to scan her on Monday after collecting the pen from the feral rehome we did a few weeks ago. When we got to the house, the lady had managed to get her into the conservatory. Angie and I both looked at each other, and as she had no chip decided she was too close to having babies to leave where she was, waiting for a foster space. The notorious "Plan B" as they say, when you just take the cat (or dog) with you and sort it out later! The only cat carrier Angie had in the car was the one with the dodgy catch, so drove home with her on my knee, holding it together. Quite what my neighbours thought, I dont know.
Bless her, with all she went through she has been super! No babies yet but she was a bit vocal and restless last night.
