Alas, no Pigpen tonight. I have to feel pretty good about the 5 we did catch, of course, but it's still disappointing. She sat around all evening, never near the traps, but never far away either. Then around 10:30 some teens were hanging out nearby and being kinda loud, and we haven't seen her since.
Now it's midnight and The Volunteer is coming by to take away the 5 we were successful with. Poor Tuxie is curled up in the smallest ball I've ever seen her make-- turns out she really is mostly fur! Paint is actually the calmest. Barnaby/Miley came right up to neighbor E. when E. wanted to see her to say goodbye 'til Monday. And Tig(g)er is rubbing his back on the top of the cage asking for pets. All in all, fairly calm kitties.
I'll update more tomorrow, of course-- they'll be out of surgery and back here for after-care by afternoon.