We had a major sad yesterday and actually we are all still very, very sad. Something killed the cutest little feral cat. She looked like a mini Quill from Housecat Confidential. Dad went out Saturday morning to feed the ferals and saw the Mommy cat laying with what was her only surviving kitten. Mommy cat moved slightly, the kitten did not. Something had bitten through it’s little neck. It looked like it was trying to make a dash for the tree line for safety but it never made it. Mommy cat didn’t want to leave her little one. Mommy cat didn’t run this time. Together, Mommy cat and my Dad gave her little one a proper burial.
Friday night the little one spent the evening on our deck looking in our sliding glass door at me, Sascha and Dolly. She was little, but she was becoming friendly. We had high hopes of helping this little girl. Her little blue eyes looking in still haunt us. I am so sorry I didn’t get to help you, sorry beyond words. Run free little one, run free. We loved you and you will live in our hearts forever.
Our regular Easy Like Sunday will post at noon today.