Reply #29: Must have taken lots of patience. We had a cat that was a barn cat. It first lived

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with two older cats who beat it up. So we took it. Poor little Angus hit under furniture for his first two months at our house. He couldn't stand being held ever. But he got to the point where he would sit in the same room with us. We used to take him up to the cottage where he would hunt and love it. We'd show up midweek at the cottage and he'd show up and was so happy to be there he let us pat him. We did this for years at the cottage. Till finally he just didn't show up one day. I drove up to the lake after work to call him and look for him. But we never saw him again.