I never did get anything in the other trap; it failed me twice in one day. So yesterday's vet adventure was had by just me and Eve. Here she is, still woozy from the anesthesia.
It is indeed a she, though I'm not sure she's the same mother as from before. I don't have a picture of the other one, so I can't really compare it. But now that she's been to the vet, this one is officially named Eve. She's spayed, vaccinated for rabies, and though you can't see it in this picture, her right ear was clipped for identification purposes. She was a little out of it when we got home, so I kept her in the trap overnight. I'll let her go this morning after I giver her some food.
When I put her trap back up on the old truck's tailgate, I turned around and saw this guy watching me and sniffing around. I've never seen him before. I think it's a male because of his fat jawline, his coloring, and because of the way he pranced around the yard as if he owned the place. I'll call him Dallas.