This post made tears come to my eyes, but you are so right.  Most ferals
never have the chance to be fed well and get love.  How lucky Rocky was to
get a forever home, even if it wasn't for as long as Steve hoped for.  You
did bless his life, Steve, he must have been so happy and secure at last
with you.  If I knew my life was coming to an end tomorrow, I'd like it to
be with the support of family.  Which Rocky never had before he got you.
Still hugs for your loss, and purrs.

Tweed

It's online at http://www.flippyscatpage.com/tribute-schroedinger.html

IIRC, it's Dan M who carries food and feeds strays while he's making
deliveries.

I do feed the neighborhood kitties. When I first moved here, about 7
years ago, there was a small colony of ferals living in/under a couple
vacant houses, across the allwy and down a ways. Glad to report that I
think the now the feral colony has just about disappeared. Part of the
reason the colony is gone is that the city forced to owners of the
houses to either rennovate or tear down the run down houses. I see a
couple youngsters, must have been born last spring, that I don't know
where they live. But the rest of the regulars at my outside food bowl
have homes.

Three of us fed the colony and worked on getting them neutered,
catching any kittens and trying to find them homes. When we started
out we were doing it independently, not the others were doing
anything. We didn't realise we were all feding them until I almost
moved last year and went around to see of any of the neighbors would
feed them if I bought the food. I can't really take much credit, since
all I did was put out food. The other two neigbors had already been
looking after the colony for quite a while before I moved in. This was
the colony that Rocky came from.

The neighbor across the street is the one who did most of the work,
starting about ten years ago. Not long ago he adopted out another mama
and (weaned) kittens he had found somewhere. He's works with his adult
son and grandsons rehabing old houses. When they find strays at empty
houses, he fosters them and then adopts them out. A real animal lover,
he has three cats, three dogs, chickens, turkeys, and even budgys.
Writing this, I think I'd better ask about fish, since it seems he has
everything else.

BTW, he's the one who hooked me up with that barn apartment I might
move in to. Still no news on whether that mopve will ever happen.