It poured last night. We had a bit of thunder; just enough to send the dog under the rocking chair.
I always worry about the ferals that I feed. I do my best, though. (There's that line again)
I make sure the food is under a cover and well back towards a wall. I have seen three lately and they look good. I don't talk too much about them, though. I know many people feel I should be trapping them and getting them fixed. Let me just say, there are many and our shelters don't want them. There are so many in this area that one would go broke very quickly trying to fix them all. No vets have offered to do it for free or even cheaper. I spoke to a woman who runs a sanctuary but she is full, too. She also told me that a cat that has been trapped, neutered and released can be run off by the rest of the clowder. She feels the only humane thing to do is trap, neuter and place somewhere to be socialized, if possible. I wish I knew what the answer was. I feel we need a shelter here, in our own area to care for those cats that are trapped within the town lines.
So, I feed the few every night that are close to my home and I hope for a change in the future.
Please don't attack me on this. I've heard it all.
While I tidied up last night, Annie watched the rain fall through the kitchen window. She seems to always be in the same room as me. She likes to spend time with me..one on one.
The lilacs are beautiful this year.
Audrey doesn't care about lilacs or apple blossoms.
It's better than any tv I've seen all week.
And this little guy was very intrigued with Kane as we walked by on our walk today.