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vr_trakowski) wrote2012-10-30 12:50 pm
vr_trakowski) wrote2012-10-30 12:50 pm
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After the storm
I haven't been feeding ferals regularly lately, since I don't want to put food out for creatures I never see, but one or the other of the tux boys has occasionally been by--usually in the morning, oddly enough. I did wonder how they were doing during the storm, and when I went out to fill the bird dish just now I took a can along, and opened it, and called. Didn't see anything.
By the time I got back inside and opened the blinds on that window, both of them were under the bush eating. I dashed back out with three more cans, and as soon as I called one of them started yelling. Boy, did I hear about it. They're shy, so they stayed under the bushes while I opened the cans, but as soon as I stepped away one was coming out.
I feel better now. *grin*
By the time I got back inside and opened the blinds on that window, both of them were under the bush eating. I dashed back out with three more cans, and as soon as I called one of them started yelling. Boy, did I hear about it. They're shy, so they stayed under the bushes while I opened the cans, but as soon as I stepped away one was coming out.
I feel better now. *grin*