The constant rain made feeding the cats outside a hit-and-miss thing all day. The bride had laid out food and after the 13th at Pimlico the rain was misty so I laid out some more. Lots of tails were up in happiness but once she saw me Nasty Mom (on the left) tucked her tail down under her back-end equipment. Somebody else was here and in the front Mr. Orange is staring while Tuxedo was lowering his tail and turning around.



The intact street tom White Leg was here. The girls here are all spayed and will not go near him for a quick date. The males are neutered and do not want to fight a large tom. So far White Leg doesn't cause a lot of problems when he shows up for food. I just wish he was here last spring for the TNR project. He's a big clever tom but he's up against it in the street with his testicles still in charge of his brain.

TNR would have to set-up cage to trap him...not easy.

Best can do is feed him and hope not messed-up physically from some brawl. ..like Sad Face was...

White Leg just wants to eat. Probably would let you pet him. Likely understands no "danger" or threat from catching a meal.