Project Cat

Wow, I really am fairly terrible at keeping this blog up to date.  My sincere apologies! I would like to blame my camera or my internet conn...

I'm doing laundry-- why, you may wonder, is this relevant to a blog about feral cats?  Well, for two reasons, actually.  First, because ...

When I left this morning to go to a meeting, Tig(g)er was curled up across from my door.  He has, evidently, forgiven me for his sojourn in ...

To the left, Mistoffolees.  A picture taken on Saturday, actually.  It's completely unrelated, since he wasn't trapped this time, bu...

This morning I discovered that all five cats-in-traps (the groggy moggies, if you will, which is so going to be my band's name, if I eve...

In the trapping and blogging last night, and recovery today, there wasn't much time for pictures.  Let's catch up.  (There aren'...

All five kitties are in their crates, being groggy, on my balcony.  More details later.

Generally, cats are ready for pick-up from clinics around between 12 and 2, and it is now 12.  So I'm officially all set to greet The Vo...

Alas, no Pigpen tonight.  I have to feel pretty good about the 5 we did catch, of course, but it's still disappointing.  She sat around ...

Caught a fifth cat-- Paint! This is good.  But we're still missing Miss Pigpen (aka Hannah.)  So five cats in crates are on my balcony, ...