In reply to AAZCD-Jon (Forum Supporter) :
Thanks again for doing what you do
In reply to AAZCD-Jon (Forum Supporter) :
Thomas looks like he is having the time of his life. I wish my cats were so chill when getting brushed. Both of them tolerate it for a few seconds before attacking the brush and trying to eat it haha.
Sasha has had her kittens. I wrote this to post elsewhere, I'll share it here:
Two days of torrential rain flooding the streams and rivers into the low areas. Looking out the window from the breakfast table I see a cat walking up the street; slow, but purposeful. The stride of the hind legs looks wrong. It's not limping, but the movement is stiff, perhaps pained. It is walking away from the area where I put food for the 'street cats'. There was no food this morning. It would spoil in the heavy rain.
Sasha? The coat is mostly white with a saddle-shaped gray with black stripes across the back. As she turns, I see the streak of white fur on her back. It's offset to her right, dividing the saddle. Sasha. I saw her two days ago and she looked very pregnant. Her belly is no longer swollen with kittens. I open the door for a better view. She glances toward me without changing her pace, turns from the road and vanishes behind a fence.
I'll watch for her and leave sheltered food where she can reach it. A wild animal, she has never been anyone's pet. In the weeks ahead, I'll watch for the kittens. If I find waiting homes for them, I will trap them when they are about eight weeks and give them away. More likely, about half of them will survive to adulthood and join the 16 or so feral cats that I tend to.
I have trapped, spayed and neutered over twenty local cats. Sasha is the only one of the group that I have been unable to capture. She vanished last year and only recently returned. I wish her well and hope to trap and spay her before she has kittens again.
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