One of my acquaintances traveled with some large number of cats in his Subaru. He was not homeless, but his home was in the boonies in a cabin in winter. So he is typing away on his computer at an internet cafe (Okay, a Starbucks) and someone in the parking lot sees all the kitties in the car and notifies Animal Control and they come and appropriate the cats and set a date to turn them into late cats (though they are not feral). So folks like me call in that he is a known quantity not a cruel person far from it, and he gets the cats back only after they have all been limited from having even more kitties and a sizable bill. Ah, civilization.