Rusty appeared 3/9/91 the day after I buried my horse. We couldn't touch her, but she looked like she had kitten(s) somewhere, so we fed her and waited. Two or three weeks later, we had succeeded in gaining her trust enough to pet her, she came for her dinner with her kitten in tow. We dubbed the kitten Charcoal since she was all black. Two more weeks and we trapped the kitten. She came to trust us, but hid from everyone else. We eventually got her a really nice family and she grew to be a very sweet adult cat. We trapped Rusty and had her spayed. The vet estimated her to be about 4-5yrs old. Over the next few years she gradually chose to become a full time house cat. We lost her last year to cancer at about 16+ years of age.