Adorable. Maybe you could write a book entitled All the Cats I've Known. There used to be many feral cats around our mixed rural/urban area but they have become fewer, we think because we had foxes for a time, and coyotes. I miss them showing up at odd times of the year actually. Several did become pets for as long as they stayed around.…
Adorable. Maybe you could write a book entitled All the Cats I've Known. There used to be many feral cats around our mixed rural/urban area but they have become fewer, we think because we had foxes for a time, and coyotes. I miss them showing up at odd times of the year actually. Several did become pets for as long as they stayed around. Our first experience with a feral cat was when we lived in a cottage on the old part of Signal Mountain outside Chattanooga in the late 70's. One day an orange tabby showed up, boldly came inside, and made its home with us. Of course, it also was free to come and go as it pleased. We called this cat Spike! But then a strange thing happened. One night our young son came running into our room in the middle of the night to tell us that Spike was dying. We went to his room and there in his bed where Spike usually slept at the foot, kittens were being born! Wow! What a wake up that was! H/she had three kittens which we eventually were able to give to good homes. Spike became Spikette. Eventually she left and we never saw her again. They inhabit another world.
Coyotes are a real problem. We had two come through the neighborhood in summer 2018. they wiped out the feral colony. Unfortunately that was the week my wild-at-heart Ginger managed to make one of his escapes. I miss him every day.
Adorable. Maybe you could write a book entitled All the Cats I've Known. There used to be many feral cats around our mixed rural/urban area but they have become fewer, we think because we had foxes for a time, and coyotes. I miss them showing up at odd times of the year actually. Several did become pets for as long as they stayed around. Our first experience with a feral cat was when we lived in a cottage on the old part of Signal Mountain outside Chattanooga in the late 70's. One day an orange tabby showed up, boldly came inside, and made its home with us. Of course, it also was free to come and go as it pleased. We called this cat Spike! But then a strange thing happened. One night our young son came running into our room in the middle of the night to tell us that Spike was dying. We went to his room and there in his bed where Spike usually slept at the foot, kittens were being born! Wow! What a wake up that was! H/she had three kittens which we eventually were able to give to good homes. Spike became Spikette. Eventually she left and we never saw her again. They inhabit another world.
Coyotes are a real problem. We had two come through the neighborhood in summer 2018. they wiped out the feral colony. Unfortunately that was the week my wild-at-heart Ginger managed to make one of his escapes. I miss him every day.