We have a new cat who likes to call our back porch home. Darwin doesn't belong to us, but that doesn't stop him from jumping up and sleeping in the sun or taking shelter from the rain.
He wears a collar around his neck with his name and phone number on it. When he first showed up a few weeks ago, I called the number, and a young man, who lives several houses down our street, came and picked him up. He told me that Darwin sometimes gets out, and he was about to go look for him. Well, "sometimes" must mean every day. If Darwin isn't on our back porch, he is often sitting on the grassy hill down below. He's a very loving cat, and yes, he looks somewhat like Dolly.
I don't mind his visits except Sammie and Cash like to go outside and sun themselves. I don't want all of them out there together since Darwin has front claws, and I don't know his medical history. Cats can catch diseases from other cats, and I also don't want them to start a hissing contest.
It's as if Darwin knows how much I love cats and have a soft spot for them. I'm glad he enjoys the outdoors, but I worry when I don't see him for a few days.
In other cat news, my "brother" cat who belong to my parents has a new look since his hair was so matted and tangled.
My dad took Tiger to his annual check-up this week, and they recommended that he go hairless for a while. The vet tech called it the "lion look," and while he doesn't look like Tiger, it will hopefully allow the hair to grow back into a nice, shiny, clean coat.
I think my mom is still in shock about how her "son" looks. He's still a cutie though—just look at that bushy tail!
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