Gilly hasn’t been around much. He’s here now. He looks awful. I don’t know if it’s a really bad URI or something even worse.
I can’t do anything about it. That’s what really sucks. I can talk to him through the door, but if I go outside, he runs off. He won’t go into a trap.
I mixed some A/D with water and l-lysine powder and took it outside. The food from this morning had blood in it. *sigh* I pulled that up and put down the A/D. When I went out, Gilly ran to in front of the house. KittyMeeze came in and ate some of the fresh food.
Ten minutes later I looked out and Gilly was back. This time on the outside of the gate. He’s in the meatloaf position. I called Brian and told him to let me know when he’s close to home and I’ll unlock the gate and he can come in via the side of the house and not bother Gilligan.
This is one of the worst parts of taking care of ferals.
Not being able to do anything.
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