Me and my gf way back in the day trapped a stray kitten once.
It was living under a car. We put little piles of dry food out for it for a few days, gradually moving the pile further and further away from his hiding place. Then one day we made a little trail of food leading to a carry box that we filled with food. Once we heard it chomping away inside, we crept up and slammed the door shut. It felt like a scene out of a cartoon lol
Little thing freaked out and clawed at the door and cried for a while. But once we took it into the house and out of the summer heat, it was very happy.
Note, I am neither an experienced pet owner nor a trapper. I just like telling this story hehe
Edit: ...what pronouns do you use for a kitten from decades ago whose sex you don't remember?
Holy frijoles