Wildlife
For several weeks I’ve been keeping a bowl of cat food on the porch. Ordinarily there are no feral cats around this neighborhood but I’ve had glimpses of a black, a gray and white. and a Siamese. I suspect one or all may have been abandoned by people who moved in the middle of the night up the block. I have hoped they would become comfortable enough to let me determine if they have been spayed or neutered and take care of that. They are wary because they know there are dogs here. Occasionally I see one eating the food but they usually eat during the night. Less wary is a Bluejay who comes looking for breakfast and two squirrels who turned up at the same time this morning when I was sitting in the swing reading the paper. The first one saw me, paused, then hopped up and helped himself. The second squirrel came from a different direction but he was obviously younger and deferred to the first one there. Finally he picked up some of the food that had been spilled on the floor. The cat food is one I was trying because I had a coupon–Good Life–supposed to have all kinds of good ingredients. Apparently there is something in there for everyone.
Candace