Hasn't been all bad. Last year on this day on a cold rainy night the preceded freezing temps and snow in Portland an orange kitty I named Ellie 2 found one of my traps. The year before that on this day a young boy kitty I named Jesus found one of my traps. No microchips detected. Ellie 2 (had seen roaming the neighborhood frequently) appears to have been abandoned. Jesus (kitten age at that time) was and still is feral. Happy to be inside. Social with other furry kids.