I looked up the tag "stray cats" for this post and wound up with the touching photo that became my last entry.
Anyway, I'm still feeding the two stray girls that live down the street. And the one's very wild kitten. And the possum that toddles over every once in a while. I skipped one night a few Fridays ago, rationalizing that it's good for them to not depend on me every day. Plus, I was tired. Saturday afternoon, I felt horribly guilty about how hungry they seem. So now it's an every-night routine.
Saturday night, after Balu & I had gone jetskiing and then used our proximity to Las Olas to go out for a yummy meal and a lychee martini, we were on our way back home at around 11 or so. We were both very tired and ready for bed, with a dive planned for the morning. All of a sudden, I realized I hadn't fed the girls yet. "Balu! I need to feed the cats! I need food!"
We were nearing a Walgreens at the time. We passed it just as I said, "Let's go there!" So Balu made a U-turn and we went to Walgreens for some overpriced Friskies.
I was pretty impressed that I did not get a hint of a hint of a hint
of annoyance at my request. I'm pretty sure my bunny-huggin' tendencies are a pain-in-the-ass thing sometimes, so I sure love it when I find people that don't seem to agree. :)