This is George, saying good morning. I feed 2 feral cats on someone else's front porch every single morning (long story) and sometimes they're there to greet me. Notice he won't come anywhere near my side of the railing?
The benefits of managing a feral cat colony (after you've already fixed them) are that you have to make arrangements to have them fed every day even if you're traveling, develop attachments and worry about cats who will never let you near them and talk to more folks from your neighborhood than you ever thought you would on their behalf (figuring out the least annoying place you can feed them, figuring out how to keep them off your neighbor's stuff, etc.).
Oh wait. Those were all the challenges.
Okay, the benefits are really:
- that I know George and Harry have food in their tummies and fresh water every day (especially those 90 degree days or the days it's snowing)
- that someone is watching out for them if they get sick or injured
- despite them not being good candidates for living in a home and being adopted, they matter to someone
- they are not making noise (mating, fighting over mating) or stinking up the place (male spraying) any longer because they're fixed
- baby factories are closed -- no more kittens (especially now since all the females are gone, hopefully I didn't jinx myself and a pregnant momma doesn't show up tomorrow!)
Harry and George are my last two feral cat colony members -- seven years ago I fixed 16 cats on this street and they are the only two who remain on this street.
So, I just thought I'd share a part of what I do every single morning!