He’s Dead Now …

A while ago I was standing on the tee box with some buddies and punctuated a funny story about an old golfing acquaintance with “He’s dead now, but … .”…
Read moreA while ago I was standing on the tee box with some buddies and punctuated a funny story about an old golfing acquaintance with “He’s dead now, but … .”…
Read moreThis gal stayed in the Texas Hill Country with us after all her friends left for the winter. At first we weren’t sure if we were seeing migrating stragglers passing…
Read moreMerry Christmas from Dry Creek Hill and all the cats, both feral and otherwise. First two photos by Loretta Prokop
Read moreIt’s that time of year when bucks argue with each other over territory and drivers are on the alert for deer racing across the road. This big guy has been…
Read moreA vigorous trap, neuter, release program stopped our feral cat colony from growing from the inside, but we still had the occasional addition from the outside. A few lone, mature…
Read moreSarge was one of the first feral cats we found wandering the woods of Dry Creek Hill. A white cat and a black cat, who later became Ernie and Foreman,…
Read moreI talked with this gentleman as we watched the courthouse lawn being decorated for Christmas. Main Street in Bandera wasn’t very crowded so I asked him how business was going.…
Read moreOur feral cat colony had several extended families. The most extensive began with Mama, the first feral we befriended, and ended with her grandchildren when our trap, neuter, release (TNR)…
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