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Feral No More

Hey, it's us, Cool Mustard and Nicki D.  We're siblings (that's what mom says we are) and we love each other.  We used to be feral kitties, but we are feral no more.  Now, we have a home.

Always Love Feral

These are two of the kittens we rescued, Nicki D. and Cool Mustard.  We never intended to keep them, but they are just so precious, love each other so much and obviously love their family, I guess they are ours.  This is Nicki D. hugging her brother, Short Change.  Always love ferals. 

Little Neal at christmas

It's me, Little Neal, snuggled up for christmas.  

Errol Flynn


   This is Flynn.  He's moved into our house.  He doesn't get what's going on with the water and the drain.  I've told him over and over, but he's just amazed.  This is what I'm trying to deal with: a hillbilly cat.  It's me, Little Neal. 

Neal and Errol Flynn

It's me, Little Neal.  Mom's adopted a stray.  I said it was like being the most popular kid in high school and having Errol Flynn move into your neighborhood.  So she NAMED HIM ERROL FLYNN. 

I hate him. 

We Miss Robert

We lost our sweet, lovely feral boy, Robert over christmas.  We miss him every day.  Thanks to everybody who followed his story. 

Pussies Against Trump

Pussies against  Trump.  

Day 5: Mr. Robert

it's me, Little Neal.  This is Mr. Robert Waddles the Feral.  He's our outdoor friend.  He eats my food, but that's OK, I guess.  This is day 5 of him staying outside with us.  Mom says that's good.  It turned cold, though and Mom's going to get him a house.  His own house.  I guess that's alright, I guess.  I have our whole house.  At least the second floor.  I don't let Camille (the crazy bitch cat I share the house with) upstairs.

Mr. Peep: Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas from our deer sweet Mr. Peep.  When he was alive, he was the Christmas Kitty every year.  We miss you Peep. 

Lucy at the Humane Society

This is what poor little Lucy looked like shortly after she arrived at the Humane Society, left there because the family dog jumped on her.  She was cowering in the back of her cage, trembling and largely unresponsive.

This is what she looked like only a couple of days later, after workers at the Humane Society had petted and reassured her. 

By petting her and talking to her and loving on her, we finally got her to pee.  I think she was just so traumatized, she didn't feel safe enough before.
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