Throwaway kitties

So, we feed stray kitties. Or rather, beggar kitties. We're sure some of them have homes, but some may not, and one definitely doesn't. We had been feeding five on a regular basis. Whitecat (the name on his tag) definitely has a home; the twin orange cats may or may not have homes (they were ragged when we started feeding, now they're not); and Blue, the Russian blue, definitely doesn't have a home.

He had one, but he clashed with their kids and took off, and now he's got a snug kitty thing going in our garage. We have a small, kitty-sized hole cut in the side door and he can come and go as the weather gets cold or inclement, we've fixed him a secure and warm bed, cat box, and water. When he's hungry, he knocks on the front door or the kitchen door for food. I think the roommate feeds him about five times a day, but that's another issue. We'd love to adopt him and bring him inside because he's a sweet old guy (he's 11), but he's also a proven bird killer, and that wouldn't work out so good with Baby the Starling.

( More of the story, more kitties. )