I have six ex-feral cats. Fred and his sister Victoria happily let me fuss them; Lucy has started to tolerate the occasional stroke, but her three sons Cydric, Pebbles and George jump and run off if I try to touch them. I've included this as info which may help with understanding my problem.
Lately, I've been clearing out lots of things prior to moving house and of course the weather has improved, both things likely to induce my cats to spend more time outside. But this has got to the point where I hardly ever see them. Some of them come in at meal times, but not Cydric, ever. I know he's alright because I've seen him in one of my neighbour's gardens. Most of the houses by me are empty due to the students having gone home for the summer, but one of the remaining owner-occupiers has a cat and says that sometimes my cats get in through her bathroom window - she doesn't have a flap - and pinch food she puts out for her own cat.
I'm vegetarian, so my cats are only given tinned cat food; on the other hand, my neighbour gives her cat left-overs of meat she's cooked for herself. So my cats may be "eating out". Plus, they could be hunting. The only ones who are almost guaranteed to turn up at home for food are Fred, Victoria and Lucy. Lucy's boy's may or may not turn up, except for Cyd, who has "left home".
Last night, I was watching a youtube book-review video in which the reviewer had an affectionate cat who kept soliciting fuss from her. It made me feel so lonely for my cats. I rang a friend and half-jokingly asked for a black and white affectionate domestic cat of six months plus for my upcoming birthday. He just told me to go and find my cats. I found Fred and Lucy.
I feel as though I don't have cats and I'm someone who desperately needs moggies in my life. The only time, since I was born, that I've been catless, was when I was at uni.
Any ideas would be welcome. Thanks.