The luncheon
Our feral bobtail cat stops by every other day for a snack. The menu doesn't change much—sardines or Friskies. However, yesterday he spent all Sunday with us, napping on the roof of one of the small buildings, then some time watching me watch him. In the afternoon he had a quick snack, another cat nap and by evening he was gone again to cat around in the hood.
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