Well I'm back from trip and cats who are still here are fine, but several have disappeared and it is cayotes. I've lost of course the favorite gentle ones who never leave the yard. Dee Dee is gone. Jenifer, too. Fang and little Betty Boop and Dee Dee's little brother and at least two 0r three outside cats.
It has been easy pickins for them with no fence to keep them out and no dog to bark at them.
One wild mama[Sheba] is gone, but she could have moved all her five kittens for safety. Her one daughter with the two little ones is still here and okay, but the one cayote was after them last night.
They are keeping me awake looking for them with the shot gun. I'm getting grumpier by the day!
They'll be no warning shots.
On an even sadder note, I stepped on one of Skeez babies and even tho he's still alive it's just barely. If he makes it to morning, I'll take him to work with me and let the inturn look at him and if he can recover, decide on what to do. He's of course the cutest and black and was curled up on the corner of a dark rug and I was carrying a heavy laundry basket and didn't see him. They now have them under my computer desk and they toddle out now. Silly young mamas. I should have been more careful, tho. I'm just sick about hurting him.
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