As I was heading out to feed the cats Saturday evening, I discovered Snuggles up in a tree.
He doesn't look too happy, does he?
The reason for that dour look is his nemesis, pictured below, who had chased him up there.
That's Tommy. Or at least that's what I call him. He's not my cat, although he's there more often than not at feeding time. I think he likes not only my cat food but also my female cats, and I believe he's the father of most of my kittens (likely even of Snuggles, too). He's a bit afraid of me and keeps his distance, but thanks to camera zoom, I got a shot of him under some machinery, waiting for me to leave so he could steal some supper.
I have to say, Snuggles is a pretty brave boy. All of my other adult tomcats have eventually gotten run off, probably by Tommy. That's just how it works with cats. But Snuggles, who is I think 2 years old, has remained and fought his battles, although he's looked pretty beat up at times. I'm proud of him. :)
2 comments:
Brave young man! I like his lopsided mustache. Gives him a permanent unhappy or worried look. Hope he was able to get down from the tree and eat eventually.
Oh, yeah... he always manages to eat. Sometimes they're both in the machine shed at the same time, and Snuggles gets the food first. There's a little growling sometimes as he eats, though. :)
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