We have a feral cat, Maya. We have had her for more than 10 years. She was trapped by my granddaughter’s daycare teacher. I had no idea then what feral meant! She is very independent. Lately she has become more affectionate and trusting. After all those years of loving treatment…I think she is getting old and like every old cat, appreciates affection more now. I also feed a feral cat who lives under our house. I believe she was born there, was taken a great distance away and then found her way back–but I can’t prove any of that. I only know a bunch of feral kitten were born under the house and we tried to befriend one of them, a female and a female that
resembles that kitten appeared in our back yard, stalking birds and eating the bread I threw out for the crows. The kittens were taken away by the woman who owned the mother; she collected cats. I am devoted to keeping that feral healthy, but as you say, it is a financial as well as a heart committment, and now that my cat Patchie has diabetes, we have a real struggle paying for all the catfood and the medications. The vet bills are outrageous! We are very good parents to our kitties, but I begin to wonder if we won’t be forced (after Maya and Patchie are gone) to give up our beloved pets, because of the cost.

this phrase is trivialized too much but it applies here: everything happens for a reason, and most times the reason is not apparent until much later.

my sincere and heartfelt sympathies on your dear pets.

There’s no date on this post but I hope things are geting better now.

Sam’s Mama, Kath