Look what's outside on the back deck. White Kitty has been seen around Our Little Acre for several months now. We can't get close enough to determine whether it's a he or she, but appearances lately would suggest that it might enjoy a name like Sophie or Honey. Or Mama. So we'll just take a leap of faith here and call it "her" and "she" until we know otherwise.
We've had a little experience with 'expecting' kitty cats. Jack and Jilly's mama gave birth to them in the attic of our pool house last year. We haven't seen White Kitty for a few days now, so I wonder if she's off doing that sort of thing somewhere. I imagine if that's the case, she'll bring them round someday. And if she shows up here much skinnier all of a sudden, our worst fears will be realized.
Somehow, one by one, homeless cats find their way to our garage and pool house because they know there's a bottomless bowl of cat food to be found there. We've tried keeping both locations totally closed up 24/7 but that doesn't work very well for the card carrying resident felines.
Time will tell the fate of White Kitty. In the meantime, we continue to try to get closer to her by talking softly and moving slowly towards her. We've not yet met a cat we couldn't tame, so stay tuned. I have a feeling there will be more to this story. And though we have quite enough cats, thank you very much, what's one more? (That's what we said about five cats ago...)