Here is a photo of Bert. He is a cat that was semi-feral, living on a friend’s farm after someone dumped him there. It took weeks for her to pet him, coaxing with treats. After finally catching him, she took him to the vet and had him snipped and vaccinated. She asked if I wanted to bring him home, and so he became part of the family. His full name is Alberto, but we call him Bert for short. He is rather like a booby trap. I can pick him and he likes being petted, but he doesn’t really get the claw concept, so you have to be ready for a “love snag”. He and his “brother” Sampson are like spy vs spy. I would have thought they would like each other after a few years as brothers. I guess I am glad they tolerate each other. They are outside most of the time or in the garage. The final straw of letting them have inside access was the pee in the toaster. As though pee on the wine glasses wasn’t enough. The neighbors say they enjoy their visits and chipmunk control. Perl (who loves boxes) is full-time indoors and is diabetic and needs shots. Below are Sampson (who is annoyed at Bert on the rail), and then Perl. I do love them all.