On Monday the intact tom White Leg showed and I feed him but on Monday morning he was snooping on the deck out back when Tuxedo approached him. With no warning White Leg attacked Tuxedo and got the best of him. I got hold of Tuxedo later and he was not wounded or bleeding, just banged up.
This evening after the Philly Follies White Leg was into the kibble outside while some cats were growling and letting out low howls nearby. I went outside and ran him off before serving a dinner. White Leg won't come here when the beloved huge and neutered Sad Face is here since I'm thinking Sad Face used to beat the hell out of him on the street.
Anyway the ferals that live here caught great platters of cat food and a load of tuna & sardines doused in warm water. If White Leg shows signs of taking over the territory out back in the garage or with the cat condos I will become angry. If he rips up any of the cats out back I will take a drastic step that will make him disappear forever.
Up top Nasty Mom is sharing a platter of Friskies with her granddaughter Catty Patty. They almost look like sisters:
Glad Tux is OK 