This past March, we were down to only 1 pregnant female feral barn cat. I had 8 cats living with me, but I knew if she had her babies outside, I would never be able to catch them and they would all die on the road. So.....I used the have a heart and brought her in. If I could re home the babies, I would keep her. She tamed down almost immediately. Slick had 6 kittens on March 26. The 3 other male ferals disappeared, probably because no females were available. I found homes for 4 of the babies. Two people we knew took two each. That left the mom and 2 babes. So, now I have 11. However, we are set up here where my cats have their own two rooms. There is a screen door between us so, they are not cut off from us. I am always back there cleaning or playing with them. They have a nice outdoor run that overlooks a ravine. Tons of birds and chipmunks. But in the 30 years I have lived here, this is the first time there is not a feral cat. It feels kind of funny. I would go out and Hosta or Ranger would be on the barn roof sun bathing. Now nothing. Yes, it was difficult bringing 3 more in, but it sure beats years more of ferals and dead cats on the road. All my other guys are seniors so my brood will be dwindling down slowly. I miss them.
Awful quiet outside tho.....
