Haven't seen him for a week, and finally last night I ventured outside to find him on the roof. He came to us as a stray almost 3 years ago, and he has stayed around ever since. He takes care of the yard, dismembering any pigeons or rodents who make the mistake of trespassing, and he chases the rabbits away. Of course not all the rabbits get away...I keep finding rabbit parts out there.
Steve's daughter stays with us every other week, and lately she's been bringing her little dog, a miniature pincher, with her. I used to like the dog till I noticed how much the damn thing was peeing in the house. Well the cat doesn't like the dog either. If she's here, the cat disappears for a while.
He usually shows up with scabs, scars, and open wounds because he fights with other male cats out there. Last night was not exception! He was covered in his own blood, and hair was coming out in tufts. I got him cleaned up and let him rest up.
He slept all day, and now that it's night time he's out there prowling.
