Precious and brave little birds.
We had temps of 9 below zero for two nights and I was quite sure that Louise, little stray cat I feed, had died. Didn’t see her for days. And suddenly, here she came. God is good.
We have a stray cat that hangs around the apartments here. The neighbor lady named him Max and feeds him, even tho she’s not supposed to. There are raccoons that hang around the area.
He has an ear that’s been either partially bitten off, or he’s been neutered.
It’s been really cold here in Northern Illinois, but he’s pretty fat. Our cats hang around the windows looking for him. I feel sorry for him, but he seems to be doing ok.