rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


I've mentioned the field that is not too far from my house. It begins behind the apple orchard at the south end of my block and runs eastward about three eighths of a mile- or it did, before it began to be subdivided a few years ago. There have long been houses along the south side of the street which runs east to the canyon. But now there are two newer streets cutting south into the field. Each of them has three new houses, all of them rather large and expensive looking. McMansions, I suppose. Anyway, there are still over a dozen vacant lots, and, beyond the subdivided area, there is still an old house and barn, owned by the people who operate the orchard, I believe. And at the eastern end of the field, the land slopes down to the south through further fields and wooded areas which run eventually into the canyon.

This afternoon, I went down one of the roads to get a picture of the old metal roofed barn, before it is entirely obscured by new construction. While standing in a vacant lot about two hundred feet from one of the new houses, I heard meowing. A grey tabby cat was slowly walking toward me, from the direction of the house. When it got close, I could see that it was a female, and quite pregnant. She looked as though she might be giving birth any day now. She was very friendly, and seemed to be healthy. She wasn't wearing a collar or identification of any sort, but I thought that she might belong to whoever lives in the nearby house. But there was something about the way she approached me, rather like a cat who is looking for a home.

Well, I have two cats at home already, and they don't like each other and would certainly not like another cat moving in. As I walked away, she watched me, but didn't follow. I hope she does live in one of those houses, or, if not, gets taken in somewhere. The outdoors is not a good place to have kittens, particularly in that area, connected as it is by open land to the wilder places along the canyon. Coyotes come into the field at night, and even as far as the orchard. As I said, the cat looked reasonably well cared for, but it is possible that someone just dropped her off because they didn't want a litter of kittens on their hands. I'll have to keep an eye out for her, even though I certainly can't take in another stray, myself.

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