She comes sashaying out of the darkness and headbumps my ankles. Her mews now are quieter as her trust deepens with each day. I made the mistake of picking her up a few weeks ago and she vanished for five days putting me in a bit of a panic. I wanted to bring her inside and perhaps she felt my intentions even before I moved, because she scrambled from my arms and fell to the ground below. I worried when she didn’t show up that she had injured herself- but she is fine. (TYG)
She stays by my side as I dish out the food. I explain to her that in warmer weather (47 degrees!) The wet food goes on hold until the cold comes soaring in. I don’t think she appreciates this tactic, but it is one I hold to. They eat dry all day- and wet food only when it gets really cold, for that is how they stay warmer. Plus, my supply is finally dwindling.
I received a wonderful donation of dry food the other day, the only problem is some of the food is not one which even my outdoor cats will touch. If I put it outside, the only animals who eat it are the coons, skunks and possums. I know of an elderly woman who feeds scads of cats so this morning before the sun came up, I drove to her home and left the WalMart brand of cat food on her porch. I hope it brought her a smile when she saw 7 bags of Special Kitty waiting for her.
Mike and I are spending a quiet Christmas at home with the animals. The other day in the store, I won a free Christmas tree. I laughed when they announced over the loudspeaker that I had won this and told them with 23 cats, Christmas trees are not in the program. Instead, I re-gifted it to a family who were shopping that day and didn’t have a tree. If we put up a tree, it would be devoid of ornaments and lights because the kitties would be in the tree, on the tree, toppling the tree, spilling the water, drinking the water, eating the presents-been there and done that- no thank you! LOL
I wish all of you a beautiful, loving and peaceful Christmas full of purrs and good wishes. May 2014 be kinder to us all!
This is the type of environment that Patience, Stalker, Funny Face and Mrs. Claus were asked to live in:
Former Home
My feral colony won’t eat that brand either. I’m grateful that I have the means to step up a bit on their food’s quality. No wonder Patience didn’t want to come inside, *shudder* to her prior living conditions. Love your tree story and it’s extra nice that you re-gifted to a family that could use it joyfully.
Marry Christmas and Happy New Year to you and Mike and all your little furry angels!