Call me the Cat Whisperer.  We drove back out the old, windy road yesterday late afternoon, parked the car, called “Kitty kitty!” and listened.  We heard the pitiful “Mew mew mew…”

This time I had a can of cat food with me and the wisdom of adulthood to tell my daughters, “Shhhhh…. don’t scare the kitty. Be quiet and gentle.”

I put some cat food on a stick where the starving little thing would be lured a little ways out.  She went for it.  So I put more out, a little farther from the tree and fence line.  She came out to eat it, too.  Finally, I put a dab of cat food down within arm’s length and it was too good for a hungry kitty to resist.  I gently picked her up as she voraciously ate.

We’ve brought her home and ironically, she is a calico – just like yesterday’s photo.  Meet Cali…

Now we’ll have to see if our other cat (Kitty) can get used to her.