With every Spring, a new cat emerges from the
woods and stares at me for a week or two. This one just moved in to a
cage on my balcony and, to my other cats disgust, refuses to leave. My
kids call him Herbert, they really like him because he's about a friendly
as a cat can get.
Now, we need to get him off to the vet and then
away from the Racoon who steals his supper.