I suspect we already DO feed the ferals, Sylvie.
The magpies thought cat food was pretty good too. LOL.
I suppose I can relate to how your hubby feels, DD. I spent ages today getting hair off a soft red jacket after Ian kindly dropped it on the floor. (Grrrr!) Jarrah is moulting. Your husband would hate Persians, their fine hair gets everywhere when you groom them, it seems to float even if there is no breeze coming into the house.