This extremely handsome fellow, or lovely ladycat (I don't know which) is who is making my cats crazy. Actually, there are three look alikes that run around here, sometimes in a kitteh pack.
I think they come from a house around the corner. I don't know that he doesn't officially have a home; I just see him a lot around here. Lately I've noticed him napping on the other covered back porch we have, the one that thankfully my cats don't watch much.
I can't do much for him; taking proper care of my own on one income is almost more than I can manage as it is. I don't have the emotional or financial resources for more.
What I can do is leave him alone, to have this porch as a safe space, out of the elements. I can provide clean water; I can put out kibble so that if a hunt isn't succesful, at least he/they don't have to go to sleep hungry. Though I appreciate the irony that his natural diet is probably very much healther than this cheap kibble.
And not least, I can absolutely hate the people who didn't bother to fix their cats that at some point, produced this litter that runs around.
But, what I can't do is develop an emotional connection with him. I don't speak to him, and he watches me carefully, ready to run. If this weren't a rental, I could do more, but who knows how long we will live here? What if the next people hate cats?
Can I just say, one more time, how much I truly hate people who are so careless with these furry lives????!!!