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vr_trakowskiThe ferals are back! At least two of them, anyway.
I haven't seen them since last autumn at the latest; they just stopped showing up for food in the evenings and I refused to pile the stuff and just leave it. I thought something had happened to them; sad, but that's life on the edge.
But yesterday I heard someone meowing outside my window, and lo and behold, it was Dusty! Who definitely remembered me. Heck, he was calling for me. I, of course, fed him. And when I got home last night he was lurking pointedly in the bush next to the door, ditto.
Tonight I went out to see if he was around, and the first one to turn up when I called was Fluffernutter, who is clearly incubating the next kitten crop (alas). She too remembered me, but she should; she has to be at least five or six by now, if not older. And then Dusty turned up too.
Guess I need to buy more cat food...
I haven't seen them since last autumn at the latest; they just stopped showing up for food in the evenings and I refused to pile the stuff and just leave it. I thought something had happened to them; sad, but that's life on the edge.
But yesterday I heard someone meowing outside my window, and lo and behold, it was Dusty! Who definitely remembered me. Heck, he was calling for me. I, of course, fed him. And when I got home last night he was lurking pointedly in the bush next to the door, ditto.
Tonight I went out to see if he was around, and the first one to turn up when I called was Fluffernutter, who is clearly incubating the next kitten crop (alas). She too remembered me, but she should; she has to be at least five or six by now, if not older. And then Dusty turned up too.
Guess I need to buy more cat food...