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HWY 79 Feral Cat Project Update
May 20, 2006
As I overlooked this feral cat colony I can hardly believe in one short year things have turned around to the extent they have.
What I see before me is the fruit of all our labor. The reality of Trap, Neuter, Return.
The shelters providing warmth and security are hidden within the tree line, the large shed lined with houses and bedding, its interior brown walls papered with recycled wallpaper and 'artwork' to cheer up our residents during the long winter months, and the old trailer converted to a "Cat House", all these 'comforts' a labor of love for these animals. All done in the hope that the quality of their lives would improve.
Chloe sits lazily beside the food bowl. She is part of last seasons litter, one that didn't get trapped until too late and the feral way deeply imprinted into her way of thinking. She is so quiet and unassuming, patient and watchful, but never allowing anyone too close. Of course, this is a good thing in a feral world. I am just grateful that she allows us to observe her (or is she really observing us?) and to monitor her health and general wellbeing. Her notched ear twitches proudly.
Orange Mama, the most prolific of breeders, whose many orange offspring dart here and there, lies quietly in the tall waving grass. She has had many litters over the years. She watches me watching her. Her golden eyes never leave my face. She is wary and has learned to be cautious, again a good thing. This has helped her to survive where others didn't. Only now, do I notice a hint of relaxation in her posture? Does she look like she is enjoying her life, free of constant motherhood and all that that entails? Is she relieved not to have to watch her precious offspring die, one by one? I like to think so. She seems content, waiting for me to stop my reflection and get on with the usual feedings.
But first I want to see Owen, Juliett, Flim and Flam. They live a little farther over. They are on alert, having heard the car pull up and know that their hungry bellies will soon be full. They know the security of shelter and food. "Hold on!" I tell them.
Oh and there is Short Tail and Callie, Samantha and Tuxie and Kate off in the distance. They all look healthy today and seem eager to eat, so without making them wait any longer, I fill their food bowls.
The one thing I don't see? The best thing of all? No new kittens or pregnant females.
Thank you Shadow Cats Trappers, Feeders and Volunteers! You ALL made this a reality!
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