Taming going nicely

Having a lovely time taming a young gorgeous black and white female cat I rescued with three others late last year.  Recently she's taken to popping into the igloo bed and sniffing my outstretched finger, then last week she allowed me to pet her on the head which is a breakthrough, though she hissed at me all the while!  Of course I pushed it and began scratching her ear and she decided to put one of her front paws into action.  Up it came and I thought I'm going to get a nasty scratch here, but she just brought it down gently on my hand as if to say: 'That's a warning."  It was so cute.  So now we have a routine. At feeding time, she sniffs my finger and I pet her head and sometimes down her back and her paw touches my hand when she's had enough.  But we're progressing nicely and I look forward to our few minutes together twice a day. And I'm looking forward to the day when I can give her a belly rub and lift her up and give her a big cuddle.  I really enjoy taming cats, it's so satisfying.  Changing them from a hissing, spitting, snarling bundle of fur to a cat who will accept pets, maybe have a tummy rub, maybe purr is the best feeling.  Because it means they have a chance of a home where they can be part of the family, live in a house, sleep on a bed, be a pet for the children, get nice food treats, receive vet care when needed.   The kind of home they all deserve.