Yeah, I figured out that being scared of people =/= being scared of cars today. I went by today to leave them out some food (as far away from the highway as possible) and one of the orange tabbies and another tabby (that I hadn't seen before!) dashed out of the bushes chasing and playing with each other. They ran RIGHT up to the edge of the road (literally two feet away) and were tackling each other and playing around. I got out but didn't really know what to do. I figured they do this a lot since I only visit when I can and they live there, but it TOTALLY freaked me out and I REALLY didn't want to startle them into running into the highway. Well, luckily they dashed back into the bushes and I left out the food (it was at night).
Right before that though, I got to talk to the lady who runs the adoption agency at our local Petsmart in person (she just happened to be there when I stopped by) and she said that she had called a friend of hers who traps ferals and adopts them out/relocates them if necessary. She hadn't gotten in touch with her yet, but said she would call me right when she could. I'm crossing my fingers she can help, but if she can't, I would definitely be willing to try to relocate myself. I feel like it's my responsibility now to help these poor babies. I honestly have no idea how they haven't been hit yet, it truly is a miracle.
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"time spent with cats is never wasted."
[ edgar | michonne | novalee | oliver | kosmo | pumpkin ] <--- my cats
[ grumpy | big poppa | lily | cj | peanut ] <--- my ferals