This past summer, I noticed a gray tabby lounging on our patio chair. Then a few days later, I saw him eating some stale bread I'd put under the bird feeder. It broke my heart to see this cat reduced to eating bread. . so I've been feeding him.
I named him Graystripe, after a cat in Erin Hunter's series of Warrior Cat books. I'm not sure of this cat's sex; he is so elusive and I've never gotten very close. I'd see him maybe once per week.
With winter on its way, I was concerned for his safety, so I bought a plastic storage organizer to make a shelter. I removed the shelf and tipped it on its side.
I used a brick to make an overhang, and put a blanket and food bowl inside. To my delight, he is using the shelter to access his food daily. It gets dark early here, so I don't see him much, as he comes at night. Tucker inspected the shelter before I took it outside.
I know several of you have trapped and spayed/neutered ferals, and I hope to eventually do this.