He likes to be brushed, but I don't handle him often, as my kitties are little purebred hothouse flowers and Black Kitty is out there exposed to who-knows-what and I don't want to transmit disease to them. Henley and Jean Luc are fascinated with him. Chloe hates him and I think she takes out some of her agitation on Jean Luc. He could not be integrated with the lifestyle of these indoor cats.
Several neighbors put food out for him, me included, when he comes around. Recently he's been bringing a little girlfriend with him occasionally. She seems young and is quite wild, but so ravenously hungry that she pounces on the food dish as soon as I close the door.
Black Kitty and girl friend |
This guy has come around a few times, giving me this nice expectant look. But he looks well-fed and well-groomed, so I believe he has a home. I tell him politely to go talk to his own mommy about food.
The dogs I try shrieking at in a volume that should shatter eardrums. If I were fast enough, I'd get my squirt bottle to chase off the sticky-pawed critters, but it's too hard to get out the door fast enough. I'm accurate to about 20 feet with a squirt bottle, however. Even with a moving target.
(Sorry, Sue. Wal-Mart is too far away for all those trips for critter food.)
Yesterday I was made aware of some two-legged sticky fingers. Angie, who takes care of my yard, says to me, "Did you see five of your rocks are missing?"
"What rocks?"
"The ones out at the edge of the driveway by the street."
Starting by the street, river rocks cover the slope leading back along the driveway behind my house. There are some really big ones, more than a foot in diameter, placed at the bottom of the steepest part, then graduated in size as they go up the hill and as the slope lessens closer to the house. Vast supplies are available in areas where hydraulic gold mining took place, not all that far from here. However, they are heavy, so transportation is an effort and an expense. My husband and I had hauled all but the big ones ourselves many years ago.
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Hydraulic gold mining leaves behind enormous hills of rocks. |
I hate it that I have no view of this area of my yard from inside the house, as well as several other areas. I've thought of putting security cameras outside as spooky things sometimes happen. (WARNING, adult language ahead) I'd like to put up a sign for sticky-fingered two-legged critters that says: "Rock thieves . . . fuck off!" But I haven't got the nerve.
Here are two resident cats stretching the intent of cat blankets on the bed this morning.
See you tomorrow.
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