This is Garfield's twin brother (sons of Ginger). He lives out back. He's gentle but doesn't mingle with other cats. He's always off by himself and when I bring food out he stays back and eats the "leavings". This morning he was in the "sphinx" position on the driveway when I brought out platters of great wet Friskies cat food, warm water and kibble. The cats from out back were having a fine breakfast. He never moved.
Moments later I brought out that huge stainless steel "Great Dane" feed dish all loaded up with tuna, sardines and warm water. I plopped it under the chin of the "sphinx" Mr. Orange. He saw me coming, knows me from the day he was born and didn't move. But then he stood up and began to lap up the warm water and eat some tuna and sardines.
Tonight? After the nightcap at Gulfstream when I brought out loads of great cat food Mr. Orange just flopped on the top step by my side door. He just watched everybody else eat but he's not malnourished. A strange cat is Mr. Orange.
