The sorry*$#%# cayotes got my Sugar. The sweet little white cat that was the mother of Dee Dee and this year Jack and Jill. She was not liking all the other kittens in side and sat on the chair on the porch, or layed under my bookshelf near the front door. Big old empty spot now. She was the litter-mate to Annie and Roger, but had a tail. She got named Sugar, because she decided she wanted to be in the house with me, even tho she was raised out side and was just such a very sweet cat. She is the one who birthed little crippled Angel and took such good and complete care of her. Good bye sweetness. I'll miss your sweet little face.
Jilly is still okay, and is getting very sweet, herself, but as much as she goes out to play with the bigger wild kittens outside, when I'm not home, I hope she stays cautious. I did get a shot on one the next night and hit it solid, but didn't drop it! Grrrrr! That was for Sugar and DD and Jack and Annie! I"ll continue to set up when I hear the neighbor dogs [who usually never bark], letting me know they're lurking around.
All the kittens are okay and growing and playing after it kools down a little. It's been over a 100 for 12 days in a row, I think. Maybe a break tonight.
Will try to get pictures up soon.
I do have a drawing of Sugar somewhere.
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