Honey

There's a real sweet lil catto that lives in the woodpile in my yard.


She's honey gold with a severe limp in her rear left leg and when i first saw her, she was so thin that her ribs could be seen.


I've been feeding her religiously every day, sometimes twice a day- and she always eats every last morsel.

sometimes she'll sit on our porch and look up at the door. but if i open the door, she'll run away.
this leads me to speculate a couple things.
first of all, shes likely a runaway pet, or a cat who's owners simply discarded her. She obviously associates a doorway with being inside, and being inside with comfort.
She's obviously very smart, to make such an association.
To me it also means that she has been watching us enter and leave the house- to even know that it is a door; and the entrance to shelter.

It also leads me to hope that because she is interested in the shelter of the house, she may in time become comfortable with me, that she may grow to trust me.

An old friend of mine is bringing me a live animal trap and I will attempt to capture her, and bring her inside. to care for her and provide a safe, warm place for her to recover from her leg injury.
I will attempt to socialize her, bringing out the friendly traits that i suspect are in her- so she can more easily become adopted. And then I will find her a good home.

So, that's the plan!

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