Yesterday I decided if he wants to go out, Ill just leave the door open and see what happens. A half hour later I found him sitting on the porch wiith Albert our tour guide cat. He came in after a few naps in the leaves, a thorough inspection of the main shed, and serious tree study.
This morning I let him out at dawn, and a few hours later I found him here:
Took him three tries before he could handle it. I seriously don't know if these cats have ever seen grass, or felt wind, or walked on anything but flooring. But I think they'll be fine now. Its been a long slow trip for both of them (and for us), and while we still cannot pick up either one, maybe in time, now, they will trust us. Who knows.