Some of you probably read my first thread on this site, Reuniting two feral cats, the story of Cookie and Aladdin. Well this is Chapter 2.
There are two other cats I've been feeding regularly since I started looking after Cookie and Aladdin. I never got around to naming them because they weren't as personable and didn't come around every day like those two did. After I caught them and brought them inside, these two started coming around a little more regularly.
For the longest time I called the girl "preggo" because she was clearly very pregnant. She seems to have given birth now, but god knows where the kittens are. I've been feeding her regularly and she's been a steady customer ever since my other two came upstairs to live with me.
The boy I just called "the tomcat" because he was big and loud and grouchy. He's dirty and covered in scars from god knows how many battles. The instant he would show up demanding food, Aladdin would high-tail it outta there, as would Cookie. Preggo never paid him any mind, though. Over time I could tell these two were kind of an item....and he's probably responsible for her moniker being Preggo.
Although Preggo became a more consistent customer, Tomcat was the opposite. He started coming around less frequently. Then one day a few weeks back he turned up limping with a hurt paw.
Bellatrix
Diesel
There are two other cats I've been feeding regularly since I started looking after Cookie and Aladdin. I never got around to naming them because they weren't as personable and didn't come around every day like those two did. After I caught them and brought them inside, these two started coming around a little more regularly.
For the longest time I called the girl "preggo" because she was clearly very pregnant. She seems to have given birth now, but god knows where the kittens are. I've been feeding her regularly and she's been a steady customer ever since my other two came upstairs to live with me.
The boy I just called "the tomcat" because he was big and loud and grouchy. He's dirty and covered in scars from god knows how many battles. The instant he would show up demanding food, Aladdin would high-tail it outta there, as would Cookie. Preggo never paid him any mind, though. Over time I could tell these two were kind of an item....and he's probably responsible for her moniker being Preggo.
Although Preggo became a more consistent customer, Tomcat was the opposite. He started coming around less frequently. Then one day a few weeks back he turned up limping with a hurt paw.
Bellatrix
Diesel