Well, we're facing facts, little Elvis Memphis, the music lover, has not been by for dinner in well over a week. So our feral colony has gone from six to five. This is the sad part of being a caretaker.
It's hard to tell if his twin Elvis Vegas misses him or not. Vegas did let me pet him last night for about 10 minutes while he was eating. Maybe he's getting a clue that the wild life is not his best chance. But Vegas is more of a scrappy survivor too; two nights ago I saw him with a mouse in his mouth.
Both Elvii had been hanging out on the roofs of the garages along the back yards of our block, but that activity has stopped. I hope that Memphis has found himself another colony. There's one at Brooklyn College nearby. And we haven't seen any feline corpses, so it is possible.
But if he's gone to the beyond, I hope he has found some Mozart there, and plenty of good food. We miss him.
2 comments:
Definitely not adopted. He doesn't like people. But he may have "moved."
Worst case scenario, he's trapped somewhere. It happens, people accidentally lock them in garages, etc.
Elvis lives! He showed up, a little worse for wear, but he's back. I'll post a proper item as soon as I get a picture...
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