I’m doomed to be a crazy cat lady. We have 10 or so cats, depending on wether or not ones just roaming or actually gone, I haven’t seen him in a few days, but they show up randomly on occasion after returning from a long hunt out in the barn or back field. I was giving cats bits of turkey this morning, and looked outside. I saw a cat I didn’t recognize, longish black hair, a streak of white on the side of the muzzle, floppy ear from old fights. Dad says it’s one of ours, I say no, it’s new. He steps out to prove me wrong and it ( I presume he, based on signs of fights and wide face) runs off. So I described our current cats, then scroll through not so recent pics, and now I need to see it’s paws to know if it’s a new one or an old one that has returned after being away a few years.
Then, as I was getting ready to go to bed, my cat reminded me to check the mouse traps, and I got another one. Freshly killed mouse treat for Ziggy. He happily played with it, then brought it over, and I tossed it for him. He chases then plays with it, then brings it back for me to toss again. Wait, my cat is teaching me to play fetch with him! So there I was, tossing a dead mouse for my cat to hunt down, then he brings it back for me to toss again... Somehow I expect I can expect him to be the kind of cat that once he’s an accomplished hunter, will bring me trophies from his kills, and do stuff like leave me a mouse skin in my shoes, or just the ears, (things others have done) but so long as he stops leaving the butt and guts laying around, I expect I’ll be fine! So yeah, I’m becoming a crazy cat lady this year. Emphasis on crazy! I’m totally cool with random cats showing up here, I play fetch with them, and toss dead mice around, and am looking forward to receiving gifts from them. Next thing I know, they’ll be joining me in the shower, instead of just peaking around the curtains!