When you start opening your eyes to it, you find that there are a lot of strays around.
For example, I saw a Craigslist post about a stray mamacat with her two kittens living by a warehouse. Turns out, she’s right up my street (Peters & 441 for you locals).. Along with two or three (that I saw) adult cats. How I missed them before, I don’t know.
Anyway, I saw them first the night before last. I stopped by again after work yesterday to check out the situation. I found one girl calico kitty (not the Mama) leaning into a garbage can where someone had thrown their lunch remains. I swear, that scene made me sick to my stomach. She’s just this tiny girl cat, so small that her ears are disproportionate to her body, looking for some scraps to fill her belly. Thankfully, I am a crazy cat lady and had a whole thing of cat food cans in the trunk of my car (meant for the harbor cats, which have all disappeared save for two or three), so the girl and her healthier-looking boyfriend both got a good meal.
Then I had to find the Mamacat and her two kittens, which it turns out are living in a vacant lot and taking shelter under a shed raised off the ground. I only saw one kitten this time. It’s still really small, maybe two or so months old. They’re all very scared of Big Scary Folks, like me, so if I want to get the Mamacat fixed, it’ll have to be with a trap. I have to figure out this weekend where I can get one.
In the meantime, I have a little pride of street cats to buy some dry food for. It absolutely breaks my heart that no one else is doing that, which I assume because the two girl cats I saw are so small, scrawny, and hungry. It’s tantamount to seeing a child on the street, starving, and not offering them the $0.25 worth of food that would give them a healthy meal for the day. And in