Flip (the cat in the previous story) apparently got into a fight because he has a swollen place on his head that I cleaned and dressed. He’s sitting inside in the feral cage until Jim gets back from his job and we can decide if he needs to go to the vet. He’s the only one that keeps getting into fights and I’m beginning to think it’s his ploy to get us to take him in permanently. Fat chance on that since the inside population has risen to six.
Tigger is sleeping on my desk as I write this recovering from a traumatic fight that happened while we were gone. The four inside females are still fighting the whose the alpha cat fight. It will continue until they all agree Smudge is the alpha. I hope it happens quickly I’m tired of wiping up blood.