This past Caturday evening, I spent about 20 minutes mewing to a little kitten, trying to coax it out of hiding. She had nestled herself between a shed and a patch of vegetation behind the shed; I had gotten worried she was stuck, but thankfully she wasn't. After exercising patience and various vocal ranges of mews, the surprise visitor emerged from the wild bramble; just call me the Cat Whisperer. I hope she wasn't bummed that all she found were a couple of humans and a Gozer. She is not unfamiliar with humans, but cautious; nor is she exhibiting signs of being totally feral or scared beyond reason, which is good. We've set out cat food and water, and she has taken to it (and us) well; she's a hungry little girl and a joy to watch. Tonight I was able to get some decent shots from a distance when I called her out again. Allow me to introduce the wild lioness, Nova : * * * * * * * * * * * * * Eve's Book Shop @ Amazon
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