The Water Tub Monster adventure was one of the rare times when all 3 of Herkemina’s kittens were not acting as a unit. Meet Guildenstern, the kitten who was mysteriously AWOL while Georgette and Rosenkrantz confronted Fuzzy Tux at the water hole.
Rosenkrantz owed a debt (or a curse) to Guildenstern because she was indirectly responsible for his name. Guildenstern quickly came to mind when we first saw the beautiful golden kitten, and Rosenkrantz was an unavoidable companion name. (Georgette’s name was predestined. As a black cat, she was going to be George or Georgette, depending on what we learned from the vet when the litter was neutered.)
Guildenstern’s life in the colony illustrates the pattern that many ferals followed. After arriving from the wilds as a kitten she gradually began to hang out closer and closer to the house and became moderately comfortable in our presence.
She learned to be a cat in our yard, playing and stalking insects and lizards.
As she grew up she was welcomed to the crowd by Stoney, the official greeter and comforter.
After her TNR process (you can see her tipped ear as she peers through the railing) she settled in to a comfortable life among her peers, watching the yard from the deck and enjoying the sun in the trees.
After years of tending to the colony with TNR, food, and care, we’re down to 2 old-timers. If we were able to give those many otherwise uncared-for cats a life like Guildenstern’s we felt we’d done our job.
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