The alley cats are out and about. There are some familiar faces - Berkeley, Pepperdine, and Mae West. Dee says Pepperdine is smart and Berkeley is a liberal. Mae West is to be respected for her tenacity (that broken leg is poignant.) There are new faces too. A tuxedo cat who's real vocal and a grey tabby who is most elusive. These two are as yet un-named. No sign of Stumpy. We can only hope... The alley cats are for the most part feral. They aren't tame at all. You can't touch them. This picture of Berkeley was taken from halfway down the alley. She is more than glad to come eat some food but don't approach! She's tiny. Pepperdine is small too - but has longer hair so she's puffier. These cats run into all of the yards and under woodpiles, into cracks and holes and under sheds. They are cat-rats, scrounging around. It's not an easy life for them.
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