I was running back and forth between the cat facility and the house getting things ready for tomorrow, when I heard some caterwauling in the high grass behind the barn.
I wasn't surprised, because Mark had said he'd seen an orange tiger cat with a short tail standing in the road yesterday, and last night Nick was howling at someone or something before he came in for the evening.
Out of the grass ran...a brown tiger cat, which means Mr. Orange is still out there.
This fellow was shy, but was willing to let me pick him up after he'd had a good roll in the dirt. He's skinny, scared, and unneutered; probably a drop off.
Today I "culled" a handful of older wire dog cages that just aren't secure enough for cats. I figured I'd clean them up and put them out alongside the road this weekend with $5 on them to get them out of my life, and tough luck...if I didn't have more cages, I couldn't take more cats, right?
Then this guy shows up, and I had no new cages available. So I ended up dragging one of the old, newly washed cages back in again.
Figures.
2 comments:
Hmmm. I must have missed seeing these $5 bargains when I was there. Or did they get taken right away???
Bless you for taking in yet one more in such need.....Donna
Thanks for doing all that you do with the wild cats!!
Becky
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