I went in to feed and found out the little buggars had decided not to wait for food and dumped over their canister of dry food, climbed in and turned into little piggies. The 5 gallon container that was three quarters full is now quite empty. The puzzling aspect is their trays of dry food on the floor were still showing with enough food in them to get them through the night. I think they are going to have belly aches in the next few days.

Still nothing about the adoption of One-Eyed. I can hear him meowing in the morning when I am doing my rounds and I try to spend as much time as I can with him- but he really just needs to have a home. He gets his stitches out on Tuesday, so I will repost a photo where he doesn’t quite look like Franken Kitty and then maybe we will get lucky.