Life goes on, and although every day I pray for the seniors to get adopted, I have a crowd at home to feed and of course the ferals too. Seventeen cats depend on us to show up four times a week, thankfully Tory, Michelle, Pat and Linda are taking on the other days. No day goes by that they don't get fed, even Christmas Day. At this time of year I'm just grateful for any day above freezing.
|MC in a feeding station out of the wind|
|The cats at Hank's|
|Arrow and Socks|