Meet Bat-Cat, the masked marauder. When we arrived here at the beginning of July, there was only one feral cat attached to the house, a little grey and white female. But shortly after we arrived she brought along a big kitten, probably from her last brood, about 6 or 7 months old and obviously starving. His/her bones were visible through the skin and the spine stood up like a razor blade. So, we've been feeding this one too, with visible results. It has beautiful markings - a black mask just like Batman, and that's what we first called the cat. But now we aren't sure whether it's Batman or Batwoman, so have opted for Bat-Cat to be on the safe-side! It still hisses at me when I put the food down, but doesn't run away the moment I move. We keep all our scraps and it feels good not to be throwing anything away.
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