Manipulative Miss Daisy

No cat treats in the house.  Miss D is addicted.  But is she?  Or does she possess an evil side?

Also, I took Jazz, the little girl I trapped by the Circle K, who had been living and eating in their dumpster, and the big sick male kitty, the 9th I trapped at the complex, up to CATS in Sherwood this morning, despite being worn out and nursing a sore back, from hoisting those massive males in traps up over a fence, when trapping the complex cats.  I have not encountered such HUGE males for a long time.  And there's another being seen too, also massive.  I hope to catch him eventually, but getting so many huge boys fixed there should quiet down the area a great deal.  Many are likely related.

Poor Majestic, was covered in fight wounds and fleas and the dying fleas, after I treated him with Advantage, nearly drove him nuts.


Majestic, who had been badly beat up and looked, when I first saw him, like he'd lived in a dirt pile, went straight to their vet, where he remains tonight, awaiting not just neuter, but the removal of some badly infected teeth.  He was too big for my carriers, but fortunately I had a large borrowed one here, that needed to return to Sherwood anyhow.  He barely fit in that.

Lucy is doing well here.  I hope to find her a nice quiet loving home one day soon.  Guess I should explain, the photo, right after the title, was taken when she first came here, a bag of bones.  She's now gained at least two pounds.