"Lynn, we are being invaded by the outdoor kitties!"
"Here's that tuxie that chased the skwierl up the
back door."
"And one of the two black kitties. This one has
no white. It's sibling has a white star as a bib.
These both are drinkin' outa the bird/deer dishes.
They are part of the wild cats that are in and out
of our yard a whole lot. Some folks down the
road a bit keep food out and Lynn sees them
eatin' sometimes when she walks."
"But this fellow is my neighbor Blackie. He comes
by to eat my wacky weed and hiss at me if the
door is open. He used to be furiendly, but not
anymore. He drinks from all the dishes too. But
he does have people who take care of him a bit. He's
been around fur a lotta years."
"I am so glad to be an indoor kitty with the only weight of
the world on my shoulders is a trip to Dr. Feelbad once
in awhile."
We have so many feral cats in our rural community.
I feel bad every day when I see them. I always hope
they survive the bad weather. I know they are killing
the birds. They also get the mice and chipmunks, which
is a good thing.
I did a bit of crocheting for Christmas decorating.
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