|Purred: Sun May 9, '10 4:20pm PST |
|It's Stella. I was once a feral kitten, whose mother showed up here in 2005 with another cat. After they became convinced of our person's good will in feeding them, my momcat had three litters of kittens. About half of those kittens disappeared; they could have been taken inside by other local families, but we don't know. in 2007, she showed up with two kittens in the fall, and then one day she never came back. Our person took those two kittens inside, and they became Queenie and Fluff, my half-sibs. Last year, Blackcat, our original feral cat, never showed up again. He was old for a feral and wild. We have lots of coyotes around here, plus people who are careless about cars. Our person still grieves for those ferals, and we three grieve for our Momcat on Mother's Day and for Blackcat, who took care of us even though he wasn't our Dadcat. There are pictures of them on my page.
It's so hard to care for feral cats or indeed any wild animal, but many of the ferals that we see are former family pets who have been dumped near here in the national forest. There is a sweet little gray cat here now who clearly is a pet, and we don't know what her status is, but she is always hungry. Purrs to you for taking care of yours and making their lives easier.
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