I thought I had Moonglow in the palm of my hand . . . he was ready to doze off when SLAM!! the trap was tripped by ANOTHER cat . . . I had him fixed and have not seen him again, nor have I seen dear Moonglow . . . . . . he quickly shook off the effects of the sedative that night and took off. I hope nothing has happened to him other than wanderlust.

Muskrat had a follow-up x-ray and her bone infection is resolving, but she is now on different anitbiotics for yet another month. Thanks for your prayers . . . they are helping her to fight this.

Recently, I have had the pleasure of meeting a beautifully marked Tortie I call Lisette, courtesy of Debra's Mom who brought her here and remained by her side as the youngster panted from the heat and then inhaled the food I quickly offered. Debra's Mom is a kind soul, and she still comes now and again to eat. Lisette could be kin to Muskrat and she has now become a nightly visitor, and so I set my trap once again assuming she would enter with no problem . . . Hah!

I finally gave up watching her sniff the food without entering, and I went to bed. The next morning my Hubby awakened me exclaiming that I had caught Moonglow! He saw a white cat in the trap from the window. I was relieved to hear this, and to know that Moonglow was OK., but when I went outside to see for myself, I was surprised to find a pure white cat, yes . . . although it was NOT Moonglow . . . this cat had one blue eye and one gold, whereas Moonglow had two gold eyes. I had never seen this guy before, and here it was 2 days before my birthday and I've always admired white bi-eyed cats . . . . . . seemed like he was a birthday gift sent from above!!!

Of course, Hubby initially did not see it that way, but since it IS my BD he really couldn't deny me keeping this guy I have named Schuyler. He's almost 2 yrs. old and I had him snipped and he was given a clean bill of health and presently staying in the bathroom. Seems very docile and even-tempered; still getting over his post-op discomfort but eating, drinking and toileting just fine. He is a big cat, long and lanky though awfully thin with a coarse coat signifying his poor condition, but that will take an upturn now that he has a home and is my Birthday Cat.

I hope he and Debra will get along. She was quite enamoured with Moonglow; she watches the cats come and go from the window. I'm sure she got an eyeful of Schuyler the night he walked into the trap. He has developed the stud jowls and there is no loose neck scruff skin to grab onto; all muscle, taut and firm.

I will probably nickname him Jack Rabbit or Kangaroo, because his hind legs are sooooo much longer than the front. I took pix today so will post them when I finish the roll.

Schuyler is #6 to be trapped, and so far I've kept only 3 . . . pretty good willpower, eh?!