TO HAVE A HOME...

"How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home." - William Faulkner

After not showing up for the longest time, Porch Guy is coming around on a daily basis. During the day he hangs out in the back yards with Silver Grey and another cat with markings similar to his. After five, he appears on my porch, checking out the bowls as he anticipates dinner. He sits patiently as I change the drinking water and put down the food. He checks each bowl, dining a bit from each, never running away even if I water the plants and putter around him. The shelter has become his home once again. Both Artie and I are honored Porch Guy considers our place his place too.

Porch Guy and Silver Grey.

Surveying his domain.

Just hangin' out on the porch.

Relaxing after dinner.

A NEW PAGE

I thought it would be nice to share book titles I've found particularly interesting so as of today you will see a new blog page entitled Good Reads. There are only 2 titles listed at the moment but I will add more as we go along.

Check back often, you might be surprised at what you find.

MY FIRST PICTURE OF PORCH GUY

Porch Guy showed up for meals 2 days in a row. He's much better now than when he disappeared a few weeks back. Practically back to his old weight instead of noticeably thin like before, he does have a wound healing on his back right paw.

The wound was open and bloody when he decided not to come around but it's just hairless now. Never afraid of us, he waits patiently by as we dole out the dry food and whatever real food we're using to supplement our colony's diet then he gets down to the serious business of eating.

I'm glad he's back. 

Leave me alone so I can eat!

MY FERAL CATS

I realized I haven't posted about my feral cats in quite awhile.  Silver Grey (we've since rechristened her Mom) and her daughter (with the white tip on her tail) show up regularly for dinner. The small black cat comes every evening and sometimes in the early morning hours.

Sadly, I have not seen Brother (the medium grey tuxedo) for months now. Brother was ear-tipped when he first arrived for meals so I hope he decided to return to his original colony or has found another group to join.

There are a few charcoal grey cats that come around. And there is Porch Guy who disappeared for a period of time but has returned. For a feral, he is surprisingly friendly. He doesn't flinch when you come near him or move suddenly. In fact, he will come up to you and he waits patiently for his dinner to be served.  He lost a bit of weight but is slowly putting it back on. Porch Guy lives in the shelter on my front porch most of the time. In fact, he spent last winter sheltering there every night.

I need to get a picture of him for another post but so far I haven't been successful. I've started to supplement the dry cat food with whatever Annie and Orphée leave over. I add healthy powder, oil and scrambled eggs along with the occasional serving of tuna or salmon and fish juices. I give them chicken and chicken juices too.

Everyone seems to be doing fine.

One of my charcoal grey cats.  Not Porch Guy who has an angular face.

Relaxing on top of the winter shelter.