This morning as I was giving Wild One her next dose of medicated food, she leaped over my head, cleared the door and took off for the woods. 🙁 At least she was able to get several days of doctored food to stop the infection. I am sad, because yesterday she allowed me to touch her back just briefly. I was trying to force contact because she is in need of a vet visit. I have set out the traps again, but doubt she will make that mistake again. Chances are, I will never see her again. Cats don’t remember the good things we do, but they never forget the bad, and for her, captivity was the worst.