I give in and give them some grub.
He? needs a home, if anyone in the Echo Park area wants an exotic.
He stays with the ferals, but looks like a pure bred birman or whatever.
The ferals begging for a morning meal.
She insisted it was a girl, so I named Miss Kissy. When I realized he wasn't female, I had to drop the 'Miss' part.
He is my baby so to speak. I raised him when a neighbor's mother wouldn't let her keep him as a kitten.
I want to scold but know it is pointless.
If I forget to close the cabinets tightly, they become refuge for naughty felines.
