So it all started when Joe saw a cat in the parking lot about 2 weeks ago. He told me how cute and little it was, and how we should try and feed it. So for a few nights we would walk around in the snow looking for this cat and leaving it some food. The food was getting eaten, but we felt like we needed to take care of this kitty. So we borrowed a trap, set it up 2 nights ago, and caught the kitty in 5 minutes! We're getting it it's shots on Monday, and getting it used to not living in the snow anymore. It was very scared when we caught it, so we left it in the guest bathroom for awhile so it could get used to its new surroundings. We would bring it food and water and say hi. Then we couldn't decide if it wanted the light on the bathroom or off, so we left the hallway light on, and cracked the door to the bathroom open...with the trap in front of the door so the kitty could not escape. Well, it did escape and came into our room meowing at 4:30 this morning. Smart kitty! The funniest part of the night/my life was after we caught it and put it back. Joe put it inside it's litter box and said to me "Cats have an instinctive need to dig and scratch. Watch this... he'll love it," and as soon as he said that, the cat bolted for the door.