...except that I sent him the photo of my cat early this morning and he did all the work. This cat was the stray who brought her babies into our garage before Wilma hit last year. We ended up keeping the whole group until the babies were weaned, then found good homes for the babies and adopted Sabrina. She's truly made this her home now. It's hard to get her to go out. The father of her children comes around every day and she'll go out for a while with him, but not long. Sometimes they lie next to each other on the back patio like two old friends. We finally started feeding him, too, as his sides were sunk in. He's too wild to ever be adopted so better to just take care of him without adopting him (shots, vet, etc) than sending him off to his death at the animal shelter or die of starvation. He was lying on the bench just below the window when this shot was taken.
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