<p>Doo-Dad, a feral cat who took a chance on love Doo-Dad was an abandoned cat living on the streets and alleys and under vacant homes with crawl spaces. I found him hiding between the fence of our property and that of the church property next door. He was covered in dirt and was very thin. His ears were folded down, which led me to believe he was a Scottish Fold cat. I walked toward him with a bowl of food, but he ran across the alley and under a vacant home. He wouldn't come out to eat until I left the yard and was back onto my back porch. I continued to feed this feral cat each day, morning and evening, talking to him while he ate so he would get used to my voice. As he looked deeply into my eyes each day, I fell in love with him, and something spoke to my heart. I knew I had to rescue this little cat no matter how long it took to save him. Doo-Dad fought to stay alive every day as was evident by the multiple injuries he had on his face and ears. He had an inj