There was a lot of hulabaloo going on on the stairs this morning. Two old senior female cats just spittin' & hissin' and growlin' & then it was over as fast as it started. Beats me...but I do know that Cali ended up with a scratch on her nose and she seems to always be the common denominator when there is a cat-fight in this house. Worst of it is she wears it
proudly. She'll never change. I always just let them work it out unless there is one that is trying to get away and gets cornered. Then I step in but mostly it is all verbal and then it stops. I think they need to get whatever is bugging them off their minds so it doesn't go on too long. Cats are just like that. Then all is calm.
Sierra always looks innocent
These two never fight
When I go for my walks with Kane we often come across little paw-prints in the snow. Usually the teeny-weeny ones are from cats. Neighbourhood cats who roam the street. I love those little tracks. But, when I came across these paw-prints last night right where I feed the feral cats it stopped me in my tracks. Oh...oh!
I suspect it is a coyote. I will be contacting someone in one of our local rescues to give me some advice. I went by tonight early and we have a fresh layer of snow on the ground. There were no new tracks from yesterday. No cat tracks, either. The cats are too smart to come out if they smell trouble. I am worried about this. I'll keep you posted.
Hugs, Deb
