Playing referee

I got up this morning to find Finn (another of the neighbourhood cats) by my door and Jake at the bottom of the stairs. Neither was moving on and neither was getting too close to the other. They weren't aggressive, just...wary of each other. I don't know why Finn was hanging about; Jake was waiting for a bit of Fancy Feast, though.

 

 

So Finn, above, got far more Greenies than he needed just to keep him away from Jake's food, while Jake (below) was eating his breakfast.

 

 

Of course this means I'll probably have Finn on my doorstep now, looking for treats, along with Jake. Finn already gets spoiled by others, not hard to tell by the look of him (ha!) and doesn't need more from me. 

Oh, I saw Carla the other day, for the first time in ages. She must be at least 15 now. (She was on her own doorstep.)

 

 

She and Nicki hated each other and Nicki would fly into a rage when she would hang around the outside of the fence. I think she spends most of her time indoors now, though, and if out, doesn't go far from her home.

 

Anyway, the only one left to stop by this morning is George; he usually turns up a bit later! (The pic below is from early April; I might have posted it already.)

 

At least I don't have to play referee with him!