Before I left on The Big Trip Out West, I thought Omaha had moved on. I had not seen him on the trail cam for weeks and his shelter was becoming a haven for mice. So, I shut the shelter down and hoped only the best for my feral friend.
Arriving home yesterday after 29 days of travel, I checked out the trail cam, and look what I found.
I think this is my pal Omaha.
Unfortunately, my house sitters moved the trail cam the next day and it was pointing at trees instead of the shelter, so this is all I have.
Today, I reopened the shelter, put some food inside and now the trail cam is in position.
Keep your fingers crossed.