Still no sign of Carla. Meeze has been spending much more time over here than he had been. But then there will be hours where I have no idea where he could be. Is he looking for Carla? I don’t know.
The coyotes have been bad, I guess. My mom, who lives about a half mile from us, said that Mama is gone. Mama is Lisa’s mom. She lived on the porch of a lady who lives across from the dumpsters in the park where my mom lives. Dodie is in her ninties and has been trying for years to get Mama to come live inside, but Mama (like so many cats who’ve spent the majority of their lives outdoors) refused to come in. So, she lived on the porch.
Well, the coyotes like the pickins at the dumpster and it’s quite possible they saw Mama. Mom told me about the conversation she had with one of the tenants where he was outside (I don’t recall the time of day), but he saw a coyote come up and snatch a cat off of one of his neighbor’s porches. The cat was just sitting there cleaning itself.
I don’t know that a coyote would be the reason for Carla being gone, though. As far as I know, she and KittyMeeze are the only two ferals left.
And now, there might be only one.
I lay awake at night, thinking about how we could get him inside. I don’t know if I could get him the same way I got Red. By having him follow the trail of food into the garage. He just doesn’t seem to be that food oriented. And then there’s the problem of getting the other cats out of there. Angel and Gracie live out there.
And he’s trap smart. I just don’t know what we’ll do. I wouldn’t even mind just having him live in the backyard. He could come inside if he wanted to, but at least he’d be safe.
*sigh*
Why is caring so stressful?