Our (my) cat Shadow (all grey) I found in the compost heap (laying in the sun) when he was approximately 6 weeks old. Caught him after he backed into the corner and couldn't find a way out. He's been with us for 3 1/2 years and has only recently (since we got a new kitten) let us pick him up outside. He's got no nuts but is still the boss of the neighborhood - I have to patch up the pus pots.
His mother was an evil bitch when I caught her. I got the SPCA round to pick her up. I told him not to get her out of the cage - "just drop it off [the trap] after you've killed it [the cat]"
"It'll be fine, I've done this a hundred times" says he. "Can you call an ambulance" says he 2 seconds after she tore his arm open....
"Told ya she was evil" says me while stemming the blood flow. He needed 14 stitches.