We are still trying to figure out how to handle the stray cats that have adopted us but do not want us to pat them, thank you very much. We are treated like a fast food cafe. The cat we are interested in keeping shows up at four in the morning and yowls to let us know he is hungry now. We can't hear his complaints from our bedroom and my son is always up by then and ignore the cat. You can see what we have been calling the cat Howl.
There is another cat with an interesting personality. For the last week, we thought it had extremely short legs because it would scuttle from the bushes to the food bowl and back again. My daughter calls him Stubby. In the evening, Stubby will suddenly pop just his head out from the bushes and then scamper across the walkway to the other side and then suddenly pop his head around from that side. Eventually, he will creep over to the food bowl and have a snack. He is brownish with long, fluffy fur, and white paws. You can imagine how funny he looks when he crawls along and you just see the white slipper feet. The other day, however, my daughter saw this tall, pretty, furry cat come up towards the house. She didn't recognize Stubby until he saw her and went back into his caterpillar mode.
This morning, I peeked out the window to see what the cat forecast was for today. I didn't see anyone in the box we put out for them. I didn't see a cat investigating the empty food bowls. I glanced down and was startled to see Stuffy sitting there and staring up at the window! I don't know how long he had been sitting there but at least he doesn't howl!
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