Houston we have a problem...

I made a post after I got back from Terlingua about a black cat that kept on eating my boys' food.  At the time I thought he might have been their father since they did not run him off and were actually afraid of him.

It is because of this darn cat that I changed their feeding station to the back bathroom/shed/junk room and then got into worst trouble when it attracted two possums and a raccoon.

Well, this darn cat showed up again on Friday. I did not know what time I would be back so I left the boys' food on top of the old washing machine only to find him eating it while the cats just looked at him with disdain.

Up close I could see why...this cat is homely...I do not mean that in a bad way but you can tell he has had a rough life.  One eye is pretty much gone, he has open wounds, his hair is falling off and he hisses at everyone.

Here he is hissing at me...

 He is in really bad shape...

Even his tail looks like it has been bitten...

I grabbed the boys and brought them into the kitchen where I could keep an eye on them until this cat left but he would not leave!

He was pretty thirsty and was drinking the boys' water so I dumped it in case he was sick and would transmit it to them but I gave him clean water in an old container.

He won't leave and now he chased me all over thinking I am going to feed him every time I go outside!

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Cat Saying of the Day

First kitten sighting

The white cat has been spending a lot of time on the patio by the kitchen.  That tells me that her kittens must be close by that she can keep an eye on them.

This morning I kept on hearing a small cat meows went outside and saw a little white cat that is the spitting image of her.  Then momma cat came out from behind the wooden structure that houses the water heater.

I could hear some more meows but I did not see the others.  I was washing dishes when I noticed the cat was coming back to the porch with something black in her mouth.  Thought...there she goes again eating mice...as she got closer it was evident that it was another kitten.  That answers the question of who the father of her litter is...the black cat who comes to eat the flour tortillas I can not eat.

Anyone want to adopt a kitty?