Butterscotch

Butterscotch will likely stay here the remainder of her days, which may be quite short.

Here is how Butterscotch came to be here with me:

Campus security officers requested I trap a cat being fed behind Fairbanks Hall on campus about four years ago. I did. The cat, it turns out, a black and white female, had already been spayed. I released her back to the area behind Fairbanks, where she was fed daily by several people.

A couple of months ago, campus security asked me to check on her because she was not looking so good. She wasn't. So I retrapped her. She'd gone downhill ever since some disgusting bark mulch got dumped behind Fairbanks, around the plants and landscaping, by the back steps.

She lived under that porch all her life, since whenever she got dumped by someone. And now that bark mulch which was crawling with bugs of all sorts and I don't know what else, was making her really sick.

So she couldn't go back there, that's for sure. I guess the people who work in Fairbanks get to live with that bark mulch however. I wonder where it came from.

So Butterscotch, this old feral, who is deaf and partially blind, who has never had much of a life at all, except living under that porch, is here, getting all sorts of treats and pampering, which she deserves. Her life was hard. At least she's getting some kindness and easiness to it now.