Mostly what I see out the only window that's "lookoutable" is the dirt on the outside of the glass (that I can't get to for cleaning because of "storm windows" installed out side those, improperly nailed up by the previous owner). A few times daily I do see the butt end on one of the neighborhood stray cats. I started putting dry cat food out last winter when one was huddled up against the window and acting like "somebody stole my people" when it was 14F (-10C) with sleet coming down. I've continued since and have about five fairly regular "patrons." "Scruffy" is a really ugly dirty grey, quite large, and known for at least the past 4 years as a neighborhood scavanger. Extremely WILD and unapproachable. "Predicate" (pronounced "Pretty Cat") is a really cute calico, and at first seemed less wild (recently abandoned?), but has become somewhat more "feral" recently. It would be tempting to be adopted by this one, but I haven't had time or energy to make much of an attempt. Two or three others show up occasionally, but not often enough for me to pick a name (which of course needs to match the personality) and the others intermittently show signs of owning a family somewhere nearby. I do have to make a point of looking at the "watering trough" at least daily, since they all seem to appreciate fresh(?) water about as much as the food. I used a small "bread tin" about 4"x5"x9" and put a 50W acquarium heater in it to prevent freezing, and they pretty much empty it at least daily. The itty bitty heater only flips on intermittently, and has been sufficient so far to keep it clear of ice down to 8F (-13C), the lowest I've seen since I set it up, provided the water stays up enough to cover the heater. A side reason for feeding the strays, aside from my indignation that someone abandoned them, is that rabies has been far too common here, and with easy and clean food they should be less likely to stalk wild critters that could pass that infection to them. So far all that have come to my "diner" seem to have stayed quite healthy. I do wonder where they live when they're not "out to lunch," but it doesn't really matter much since there's little I can do about it if they haven't found a good enough shelter. John
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