I went for a walk last night with my watch. I got it set up to do the intervals, but it looked like it wanted to stop after 9 repeats. It kept asking me something, but I don't know what it wanted. Stupid watch.
I finally got the 'chrono' to start counting my time after I had walked almost a mile. Coming into the driveway, I couldn't figure out how to make it stop. I had to come in the house and look at the directions.
That's me walking or running down the street with a snazzy light purple watch on my arm and directions in my hand not watching where I'm going.
Question Mark kitty was in the driveway Sunday evening. I took a photo and fed him.
Look carefully at his front paw and you can see that he is carrying it. Something didn't heal properly. I watched him wander around. He's a boy. I always figured so since he hasn't ever been pregnant, but I know for sure now. I would love to trap him and get the paw checked out and take care of business on the other end. He's awfully wily and as much as the neighbors feed him, I don't know if he would be lured into the trap by food.
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I was walking behind our Puss Puss and she has the question mark tail...and I was wondering what your Question Mark kitty looked like...now I know. And of all things, it was just in the past day or two that I was wondering about yours.
Isn't that odd? And there he was letting me take his photo for you.
His trip through the neighborhood is unpredictable. It seems natural that he comes around less in the warmer weather.
Oh that poor cat..You are so kind in feeding him...You could contact a local feral cat group and they could trap him.....
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