wild cats

ok, so yesterday

ok, so yesterday I put an card-board box with and old rug inside the garage and this morning (with my cup of tea) I went into the garage only to find garage cat sound asleep in said box. He/she was hungry so I got a cup of cat food and put it outside the box which he/she ate immediately. today I plan to get a food and water dish.

Looked like a "she" to me. How long before an even half dozen little wild cats come strutting out of the box looking for breakfast?

all my friends turn out to be bastids.

In the words of my colleague Dr. Brown, "Spay cat now! Spay cat now!"

part of adopting a cat is cutting it's junk off...

(don't tell Dante)

cats name is "garage" Lady Diane came up with bowls for food and water.

Pets have some odd names. My brother had a large feral named Turkey.

Don't know if it's subliminal, but Stinky and I been adopted by a stray our selves...

Got too cold in the Garaje, so he is stayin' in the guest room, much to the head cat's dismay...

(callin' it sarge till I know sex, as it needs all the postive reinforcement it can get)

Best to the lady...

Hmm, sarghetta?

So Diane knows about the cat. Now I can talk about it?
Rolls eyes.