After the nightcap at Saratoga I was preparing a good dinner for the cats outside and mentioned to my teen bride of 45 years that I couldn't figure out how a man of my age could have so much pussy waiting for him on a Friday night. She looked me in the eye and told me she couldn't figure it out either. I had to laugh.
Anyway, lots of good food went outside. Upper left is the intact tom Midnight (Tuxedo's brother) and he was not around in the spring of 2017 when I got the neighborhood cats trapped and neutered. The cats out back allow him to eat here but he doesn't come near the food when I'm outside.
And yeah, lower left at the platters are Sad Face and the robust Nasty Mom.
