We were adopted by a feral kitten; usually refered to as "Feral" or "Squeaker". Neither my wife or I were cat lovers so it's proven to be a suprising experience. The kids spotted her in the field in the snow looking worse for wear so insisted on feedng it. It wouldn't come near anyone initially but over a period of a few weeks we moved the bowl in to the house. Food seemed to be the key. She doesnt meow, all she does is "squeak"!
She's "resident", coming into the house for food, sleep or to attack our ankles. She bring us copious ammounts of shrews and other wild life in return, coming and going as she pleases, though she goes outside at night.
She's still very wild. She doesn't go to anyone else bar our immediate family and she certainly doesn't appreciate the presence of any other cats. If we had another cat we'd get another feral one just because she has so much charachter and independance.