Belka is a barn cat we got 8 years ago. She is missing teeth which means she is probably at least 9 years old.

She is a champion mouser with the highest confirmed kill count than anyone else here.

But she is old. We are trying to ease her into retirement and make her an indoor cat. But we aren’t going to force it. A cat that doesn’t want to stay instead will find ways of making your life miserable. Like peeing on stove burners.

She is going to tell you in subtle ways that she doesn’t want to be picked up. But she is also going to lean into your cuddles and purr in a loving way.

Because we are trying to train her to be an indoor cat we can’t really get angry that she prefers to sleep on our counters.

Got a call about kittens in a shed. By the time we got there I one kitten was already expired. One wasn’t going to make it through the day without intervention. More than half of all feral kittens won’t make it to three months old.

We got the mom and one other. Two more to go.

And unlike in a lot of cases we actually got some money. Not sure if it will cover all the gas costs but it definitely helps.

The kittens are off to be bottle fed by someone who will probably go insane because bottle feeding kills humans. The adults will go in on Tuesday to get fixed and vaccinated.

Fix yo damn pets.

Reagan was part of a litter someone had rescued. They couldn’t keep them due to a landlord dispute. I brought them in. Two cats took a trip on the kitten railroad to adoption.

One cat, Nixon, was unfit for adoption because he kept peeing in my bed. We found a spot for him on a local cat refuge.

That left Reagan. She didn’t pee the bed. She was also completely unable to be tamed. And, as you can tell, she is a long hair. This is Lesser Carolina. A horrible place for a long hair to live.

The local SPCA said Reagan could be a “permanent foster.” She lives here. She isn’t ours. They will provide flee treatments and dewormer as needed. I will do whatever is needed to corner her to administer those treatments.

Occasionally I see her outside chasing mice. But that’s 50 yards away. It is rare that I see her in the house even though she spends most of her time in the house. She doesn’t like us. That’s her right. But we are here for her if she does need us. She is about to experience her first summer with us as an adult. I’m not looking forward to trapping her in the bathroom to pin her down to administer some flea meds but I know it’s coming.

I can only assume that she will like me even less after that. But as long as she goes out and comes back we will be here for her.