A MOST gratifying adoption!!
I took over a new colony after its caretaker died, and one of the twelve (?)-still confirming the number-cats was SUPER friendly!! He'd come bouncing up to me, head-butting and jumping up to greet me...stuck with me the whole time I was there...a magnificent silver/black/cream tabby. He even jumped in my car once or twice. I hated to leave him...not the safest place: feeding stations on either side of the road, careless drivers...
I had sick ones at home, so hesitated to scoop him up. He was the picture of health. Had certainly been with a family at some point.
One woman who applied to adopt (wanted kittens) sounded good...I broached the subject of adopting this guy, had been calling him Ventura Joe, and she came out to meet him. He went to her as readily as he had to me, and....she too thought he was a wonder. I hadn't had him looked at by a vet even, but didn't want to stress him by bringing him home, confining him (not warm or fuzzy) taking him to a vet, then on to her house.
She needed litter...NOT a problem; I brought some and my beautiful handsome guy to her house the next night!! He hadn't been nuts about being picked up, but went right into the carrier when I told him what was up...helps to have one which opens from the top!!
He did howl en route, just a few miles, to a small house tucked into the El Cerrito hills on a half acre of incredible gardens!
We sat down, keeping her big dog at some distance, and opened the top of the carrier. He emerged casually, and made himself RIGHT at home! The word magical is overused, but...wow! The adoptive woman had been worried about him on that street, and so had I. He ate and ate, as they do when they'e not sure if food will continue ...and expressed his pleasure, and I 'm sure, relief, in many ways.
Things like this I look back on when the going gets rough!