Never caught

This beautiful striped guy, friendly, living alone at the first stop of those of us who went to feed, would always come to greet us, eat, visit, and walk away. There were 2 who were willing to keep him safe after he was trapped and neutered but alas, he proved extremely hard to catch- despite the recommended Churche's fried chicken. Once a cat failed to stay in the trap or realized what was happening he grew leery and near impossible to trick. This cat last came to us, turned away and ran at breakneck speed to catch a squirrel in its jaws, crunch its head, eating it in front of us- tauting us to see his sweet side and trap-- we couldnt. We left him. I believe he still lives by a large rock alone, charming residents he trusts, and getting by. Even the most experienced trapper never caught him. He is close to 3 years old now- a dangerous time for an outdoor cat living by his wits, alone. He is thinnner now and bigger. Maybe someday, someone will keep him safe.

It is like looking at photos of troops in Iraq- MIA. It all comes full circle- the right, once alive and not harming others, to exist.