Thanks
Me thinks now though that maybe Charlie isn't as feral as i first thought. I came out from work and he/she was lying in the same position and hadnt been near the food under my car - so I brought it over to him/her (will just say him as used to saying that!) he was all curled up asleep.
I made little tutting noises so he wouldnt be shocked to see me and he got up to see the food - he was making little wheezing noises when he breathed
He let me get alot closer than normal (about 1-2 metres away) and I put the food down - he must have been starving cause he went right over and started wolfing it down - he even starting using his paw as a little hand to get out the last few bits (I love it when cats do that!)
Then a woman and child started coming over going "ooooh cat" etc and i thought "
great.... they'll make him run away" so I said to them "can you not come any closer please, he is a stray and is scared" and the woman spoke to me about him saying there is another cat too, a black one and that one nearly got ran over today - a van had to do an emergency stop
I have never seen the black one, it might not come onto our side of the grounds maybe, but this just made me think that more than ever they need to be taken away from there.
Anyway, after that I thought, well sod it if he is eating I will go and fill the bowl up again, so I slowly went over and took the bowl and he kept an eye on me but didnt really flinch. I came back with the tin of half eaten food and he looked up at me and did a big, rough meeeoowww
cause he knew I had more food for him. I am not supposed to feed him at all, I have even stopped talking about him in work now so I felt really concious of the fact I was standing in a really empty part of the car park, in view of where the woman who told me off's window is - with a tin of cat food in my hand
I tried filling the bowl (and he came right over, I could have touched him but didnt want to push it) and started eating. I moved it back a foot or so behind a bush but i think he was a bit too weary to walk past me to get it. I went to walk off hoping he would smell it was there and go over to eat it but he just looked up at me with the food can in my hand and did another big rough meow at me
I walked back to the car and sat in it for a minute hoping he would smell the food in the bowl but he kept looking over at me.
I started to call Phil to ask if he thought I should stay while he ate it, but I turned round and he was eating it!
Up close though, he does look a state, he has wounds on his ears, I am guessing from scratching flea bites? He has little patches of fur missing and he is filthy
I took a picture of him to show anyone who is interested
