Continuing from last Friday’s post (Hi, I’m Larry …), meet Larry’s brother, Darryl. Larry and Darryl were both from the litter Harley brought out of the woods into our clearing. They stuck close together even as adults, as this photo of family dinner shows.
Darryl was a gray tabby with his mother Harley’s long hair. Like brother Larry, his social life revolved around immediate family much more than the colony as a whole. He was a shy, nondominant cat, but something tells me a creative cat soul lived underneath all that fur.
Here you see him daydreaming of fame and fortune, waiting for the show to begin when Larry introduces his other brother.
- Feral Cat Fridays: Hi, I’m Larry …
- Feral Cat Fridays (2): … And this is my other brother Darryl.