My Life with Cats

All my life, cats find me. They just find me. OK, I'll be honest, I sometimes look for them. But it just seems like I am some kind of cat magnet or cat whisperer. Keep reading, you'll see what I mean ...

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Where is Everyone?

OK, I took Big Daddy Cat in to be neutered. After reading more about ferals, I've decided to Commit to supporting our feral colony. Brought him home, fed him (he didn't eat much - if any), then released him. He took off like a bat out of hell. That was Monday night.

Tuesday, I only saw two or three cats. Today - morning food still in dish at 7 pm. I haven't seen Bob since Sunday morning.

Did Big Daddy Cat move you all away because of his surgery? Did someone harm all of you? Do you hate that Wal-Mart Special Kitty crap food so much that you moved away? I bought some Meow Mix yesterday.

I hope someone is looking out for you guys, because I miss you.

Please come home.

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