I was walking down the gravel road next to my dads farm one summer day bout 14 years old and there were two ponds on each side. Lots of trees and one was an old willow. Willows love being next to water. And I was surprised to see two black cats in the willow. Seemed really skittish so I left them alone.
That winter I went out to the holding barn to get the milk cows because it was cold, windy and snowing so the cows were in the barn to stay warm but I needed to move them to the milking barn. On the way we had a bright yard light as I walked by I saw a black cat huddled next to the pole. So I picked him up and he didn’t fight. He was so cold. I held him in my arms and got the cows back inside. Put the cat on some straw and gave him fresh warm milk.
After awhile I was able to pet him and actually held him upside down rub his belly. Very powerful animal and full of muscles , white claws with yellow eyes didn’t wanna mess with him. He hung around for a long time and maybe just decided to go home. Never did see his sibling. The trust he had in me was very cool!
