One of these days....
I'll learn to pay better attention to what Caena is doing outside and realize that yes, there IS a reason she keeps running to a certain section of fence nearly every time she goes out, the first few times she does it, instead of ignoring it for almost a week before finally investigating why, exactly, she's doing this.
Because it seems, the little boy feral kitty sibling of Morrigan has taken up hanging out in her old haunt over there. It was really hot that day (upper 90s+), so I think he was too hot to run. Instead he hissed at me, sniffed noses with Caena and generally looked rather skittish.
I knew there was still a kitty around as someone had been eating the cheap cat food we leave on the front porch, with a bowl of fresh water. Usually at night when we can't see him. He has a pointier face than Morrigan, but is just as small as she still is, though she's filled out nicely. And he doesn't seem scared of Caena, which makes her happy, as it means she has 2 kitties that may play with her now.
And now that we know for certain that he is definitely still around, we'll get a live trap and hopefully catch him, so we can take him to Angels of Assisi for neutering. Because we really don't need any more feral kitties. Then he can live in the backyard until he decides to move on, if he wants.}:)
Mark wants to name him 'Bob'. I said no, because when you name something, it becomes yours and he's way too feral to belong to someone. He countered that he already has a name, 'The Cat'. I just ignored him after that. Sometimes it's just not worth it.