Boots was a wonderful, gentle kitty who lived outdoors with almost no human interaction (except to be neutered) for the entire 19 years of his life. He was considered feral. When he was forced out of his area, I took him in to make sure he wasn't trapped and euthanized. At first he wasn't sure what to make of his new accommodations, but within a short time he was loving every minute of having a safe, warm, and loving home. He refused to go outside after he figured out he liked living indoors. He purred so loud that I could hear him from across the room, and I knew he was content. He died of heart disease about 6 months after I rescued him. I was glad I was able to give him a home with good food, veterinary care, and love at the end of his life. Jack was another neighborhood kitty I tried to save around the same time period. He was badly injured. Jack was also homeless, and I brought him into my home to get veterinary care and recuperate from his injuries. He was a loving, gentle cat, and, like Boots, he purred up a storm. Jack died about a month after I caught him due to his wounds, diabetes, and other health issues. Boots and Jack are buried together. Both of these wonderful kitties are examples of how homeless and, sometimes feral, kitties can possibly adjust to living with human beings, even as they grow older. They were great ambassadors for homeless and feral kitties.