Feral Cat Fridays: Where Did All Those Cats Come From?
How did we wind up caring for so many cats? It seems like we should have somehow, some way, been able to take evasive action. We certainly didn’t move up…
Read moreFeral Cat Fridays: Looking Back
It’s been more than 18 years since we came to Dry Creek Hill and saw our first feral cat. We’ve known and named 78 cats in those years–you’ve met all…
Read moreFeral Cat Fridays: A Trio Of Black Cats
These 3 black cats were visitors to our feral cat colony but they never became permanent residents. Anyone who has been around black cats knows that it can be hard…
Read moreFeral Cat Fridays: Chiefly About Thomas
Thomas was another wandering cat who hung around our feral cat colony yet never took the step of joining. Although he was comfortable with the colony residents and got along…
Read moreFeral Cat Fridays: Two Nomads Passing Through
We saw a few of the visitors to our feral cat colony only a time or two. We never knew where they came from or where they went, but the…
Read moreFeral Cat Fridays: A Short Tale Of Short Tails
Wandering male cats were attracted to our colony, sometimes by the food and sometimes by the hope of feminine companionship. They found reliable food but their hopes for lady friends…
Read moreFeral Cat Fridays: We Spot Spotty
Like the Ice Cream Cats, Spotty was a sometimes visitor to the Dry Creek Hill feral cat colony. But unlike the Ice Cream Cats, Spotty came and went for several…
Read moreFeral Cat Fridays: The Ice Cream Cats
Most of the feral cats that came to our clearing thought the colony was a great place, moved in, and were trapped, neutered or spayed, and released. A few just…
Read moreFeral Cat Fridays: Sherwood Of The Forest
You’ve already met NoMo and Snowball, so let me introduce their mother, Sherwood. Sherwood came down from the uphill woods and stable area; not long after that she brought her…
Read moreFeral Cat Fridays: A Salute To The General
The third member of Boots’ litter inherited a prominent feature that was impossible to overlook – his white-tipped feet were a miniature version of his mother’s white boots. We had…
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