All the barn cats were caught and sequestered in the patio. I am still trying to trap Dash but she is so lightweight she has figured out she can be in the trap, eat and leave without it triggering. I will have to think of some other plan.

Mercedes is sharing the bedroom with Guinevere right now and driving me nuts crying almost nonstop. She doesn’t belong outside, she can’t survive out there, and inside, being the pariah cat she is relentlessy hounded and chased by the others. Guin is leaving her alone for the most part, and I hope to be able to find a loving home for her where she can be an only cat. It isn’t going to be easy though, because she is black and white, and most folks around here want cats with more color.