Diary of a Feral Cat Colony and Other Things

Days of Innocence

2007-03-16T14:14:00.000-05:00

I have been over at Pete Townshend's blog the past week or so reading his autobiography. (Which is excellent by the way). He got me thinking about my childhood and thinking about it, I realize that it was the most extraordinary time of my life. It was the decade of the 60's. We grew up in the city, so we were never short on entertainment. The world was changing all around us but life on Yale Avenue continued to be complacent.

I loved the fact that we were able to play outside until after dark. We didn't have to worry about some sex crazed lunatic coming and kidnapping us. We could walk down the alley alone without a worry.

A trip to the local "little store" was a treat in itself. For a 25cents we could get a bag full of penny candy along with a bottle of pop. Now it costs a dollar just for a Coke and the penny candy has gone by way of the horse and buggy.

Everyone knew everyone on our street. Everyone looked out for everyone too. Nowadays you are lucky to even know your nextdoor neighbor's name.

I occasionally like to reminisce about the days of childhood. They were good. For me anyway. I was lucky in that I had great parents, the best Gram ever, and an older brother I could rely on if I needed. And as far as friends, I had the best. I know some are gone now but I will never forget any of them.

On a message board of the old neighborhood, someone asked the question if you could go back, what would you do? I just said that I wanted to spend one more week with everyone that I knew in those days, and just tell them how much they meant to me and that I will always carry them in my heart no matter where life takes me.

The picture above is me(on the bike) and my next door neighbor Davey in 1961. We were about 3.

March 14

2007-03-14T17:34:00.000-05:00

Today is March 14th. It was 30 years ago today that my dad passed away suddenly. I miss him.

Zzzzzzzz

2007-01-11T14:08:00.000-05:00

Though the weather has been somewhat un-winterlike, Tortellini continues her nap. I can't wait for Spring to arrive. I miss seeing her happy little face. Sweet dreams little girl! I will be waiting for you.

Hi

2006-12-13T16:47:00.000-05:00

Hi! I'm Daisy. You have already seen my story on the previous post so I won't go on about that. I just wanted to say that I am a happy cat. I have a safe place to live, food, toys and lots of love. Lots of other kitties to play with too. I guess you can say I am a spoiled kitten.
Bye for now. I hope your Xmas is as good as mine will be!

Daisy

2006-11-30T18:07:00.000-05:00

Last week I rescued a 5 month old kitten from the walking park in our area. She was abandoned with her brother back in August. My husband began feeding them because they were literally starving to death. The kittens also had no shelter to go to. There is a drainage ditch but when it rained, and being out in the wide open, with the fierce wind the poor kittens had nowhere to go.

To make a long story short, my husband had to go to Chicago for work and left me with the kittens to feed. So off I would drive to the park to feed them. I noticed the little girl was limping. Her front paw was injured. She needed a vet. But I still couldn't get her. After a week or so, her leg got worse and she got slower. So I picked her up and brought her home. I called the vet and she was taken immediately. She spent the night and the next day she was spayed, had her foot cleaned(it was abcessed), and she got her rabies shot.
The kitten who we named Daisy is now resting comfortably in her crate. Her stiches will come out next week. I don't know anyone who will take her and I cannot turn her loose. She would not survive. She has permanant damage to her leg and will probably always limp. So it looks like I have another cat. This makes #7.
Her brother went missing a few weeks ago. I am hoping he found a home. Hoping.

Is Winter Over Yet?

2006-11-17T18:39:00.000-05:00

Guess who emerged from her winter sleep? Tortellini! The weather was warmer than usual this past week and she decided to get up. Here she is just coming out of her mulch pile. She thinks she has company.

Tortellini is Hibernating

2006-10-27T18:52:00.000-05:00

This is my turtle Tortellini. You won't be able to see her though. She is buried under all the mulch and has an extra pile of leaves on top of her. She has gone into hibernation. I miss seeing her around the yard. If the weather warms up though, she may decide to come out for a little bit. If not, I won't see her until springtime next year. Keep your fingers crossed that she makes it through the winter ok.

This picture was taken a month ago. She thinks she is hiding and that I can't see her.
Little does she know!

A Walk In The Forest

2006-10-11T09:47:00.000-05:00

On Sunday, we took a walk in the forest. It is such a quiet place that seems like no other humans have gone.
The moss grows so thick that I have never seen the likes of before.

The colors of the forest has started to change it's palette.

You could hear the wind blow above in the tree tops but cannot feel the air race over the ground. There it is still.

We came upon an abandoned house. I couldn't help but think about the lives of the people who once lived there. What their lives must of been like. The house looked sad as if in mourning of it's people it once housed.

We ended our walk where we started. A view from the front poarch. To look at this everyday and be able to walk in the forest whenever would be a dream come true. And of course I had to put a cat in this post. This is Chivas. I'm not sure of the spelling, but he lives here. Lucky cat!

Leaving For Sweden

2006-09-29T17:55:00.000-05:00

This Monday, I will be on my way to Sweden. I will fly from Charlotte, NC to Frankfurt Germany. From there I will fly to Gothenburg Sweden where my son will pick me up. Then there is a two hour drive to Korsberga where I'll be staying for two wonderful weeks. I am very excited and have been waiting to go since I left there a year ago.
I will get to enjoy fresh bread straight from the bakery, Swedish Pancakes, and hamburgers from the kiosk my daughter-in-law runs. They're the best. I will blog on those when I get there.
So after today, until next Wednesday, I will say Hej då!

Patches And M.C. Escher

2006-09-20T16:07:00.000-05:00

My cat Patches with my favorite work from M.C. Escher.

Tortellini

2006-09-11T19:00:00.000-05:00

This is Tortellini. She is an Eastern Box Turtle. She adopted my family and I. I'm not sure on how old she is, but I would guess about 3 or 4. This week we are going to build her a little house she can go in during bad weather. I am also going to buy some top soil and mulch so she can hibernate properly. There is a wonderful forum all about turtles called what else? The Turtle Forum! And it is loaded with tons of information and turtle experts to help me in this new relationship.

Tortellini also has a wading pool that I dug out for her. I haven't seen her in it yet though. Maybe she uses it when no one is looking. She might be a shy turtle. I hope she stays with us a long while. I have gotten quite used to her being around. I think I love her.

Turtle

2006-08-29T17:42:00.000-05:00

We have a new edition to our backyard. A little girl Box Turtle. Isn't she the cutest? She may just be passing through but I hope she stays with us. She has already been here for a week. I would like to name her but can't think of any good names. If anyone can think of a good name for a girl turtle, feel free to post it. I was thinking of Rachel but the original Rachel may not like a turtle being named for her. What do you all think?

Relaxing After Supper

2006-08-17T16:32:00.000-05:00

Martha, Jack, Little Girl, and Brother relaxing on a sultry evening

Ahhh...Relief

2006-07-19T16:39:00.000-05:00

If I were in this picture right now, I would be laying in the woods.

Snowy Day

2006-07-04T21:24:00.000-05:00

It is hot! The older I get the more I dislike the heat. I hate that sweaty sticky feel. Bugs all over the place. Can't even go out without being attacked by Japanese Beetles.
So I decided to put up a picture of a beautiful snowy day in Sweden. I could dive into it now. Keep cool everyone. And for those of you who also dislike the heat, remember that winter is less than 6 months away.

Peter as Pete

2006-06-20T17:06:00.000-05:00

This is an old photo of my son Peter on his 3rd birthday in 1980. It is on Halloween so I dressed him as Pete Townshend. I made the guitar resemble Pete's. I chose the number 3 as it was Peter's 3rd birthday. The shirt underneath is a Who shirt I made for him. He also had a Clash shirt then. For a 3 year old he had pretty good taste in music. Still does btw.

Father's Day

2006-06-16T19:09:00.000-05:00

This Sunday is Father's day. My Dad is no longer with us. He passed in 1977. But I would like to remember him on this blog on this day of recognition.

He was a great dad. I was lucky to have him as a father. He worked hard to make sure my brother and I had what we needed. He took us to the White Sox games and to the woods for picnics with the family. They would last the whole day long. Great memories!

He was the best cook too. Especially when grilling outside. He didn't have a fancy grill. Just an ordinary round one with a lever that you could raise the grate up and down with. It was quite primitive compared to the grills of today. I don't think anyone with one of those fancy grills could match my dad's porkchops.

Though my memories are all that is left. I must say that they are great memories. I wouldn't trade them for a million dollars.
Happy Father's Day Dad! I love you and miss you.

Going to Sweden

2006-06-09T16:41:00.000-05:00

It is official. In October I will be on my way to Sweden. I had to choose either going there or seeing The Who. I picked Sweden because that is where part of my family is, and really, they are more important to me. Now don't get me wrong, I love The Who as much as the next girl, but I love my kid more. And I have already seen The Who quite a few times. I figure let someone else have my ticket who hasn't seen them as yet. I know it is going to be an awesome tour. I will miss an awful lot but I do have so much to look forward to in Sweden. To all of you that will see The Who, have an excellent time. I will be having one in Sweden.

Tracing My Family Tree

2006-06-01T16:53:00.000-05:00

I have been tracing my family tree. If you have not ever done this, let me tell you it is very time consuming. I could be online for hours just researching names. It is a long drawn out process, but if you are lucky, one of your relatives will pop up and you will feel like you struck gold. The feeling of connecting with a loved one(though they have been gone for centuries) is a very rewarding experience.

My family roots are in Norway, Sweden, and Greece. Yes Marietta, I am only part Greek. But I identify most with that side of my family. Hence, Greekzoe. Searching in the Scandinavian countries, are such a joy. They kept records there unlike any other countries. I was able to locate two distant cousins and they helped me tremendously. I was able to trace back to 1590 and also found out that we are from nobility. That comes from our name which was Stålhandske. So I am told.

The picture above is my paternal grandmother's family when she was a little girl. She is the one in the lower middle. Taken in Norway, it was done around 1902. This is the earliest and only picture I have of her family. It needs to be restored. Someday I will have it done.

If you one day decide to trace your family history, keep in mind that it is a lot of work but the rewards are priceless.

Yet Another Drawing of PT

2006-05-22T14:29:00.000-05:00

This is one of the first ones I done. The hardest part was all the shading. It became very tedious and also very messy. My hand was black when I finished. This is also one of my favorite drawings of Pete in action. And of course it is from an infamous poster I had hanging in my room.

Happy Birthday Pete Townshend

2006-05-18T23:06:00.000-05:00

Today is Pete Townshend's birthday. I haven't a poem or a song. I leave those things to him. All I have to give is my devoted love and admiration. I love you P.T. Happy Birthday!

Learning to Speak Swedish

2006-05-16T20:41:00.000-05:00

Have you ever been to a country where you do not speak the language? If you have someone with you that speaks the language you can always ask, What did they say? Huh? and so on. When I was in Sweden last year I felt like I was on Mars at times. It was very frustrating for me and I'm sure for the people who don't speak English to communicate.
So, I have decided to try and teach myself Swedish. It can get quite confusing for me. English is confusing to me sometimes and that is my first language. I know Greek but I am not fluent as I should be.
It is really confusing when one word means something in one language and something else in another. For instance, nai in Greek means yes. Nej in Swedish means no and in English it is a sound a horse makes.
If I can figure this whole language thing out, hopefully by October I will be able to at least understand enough Swedish to get by.
Wish me luck!

Purple Rachel

2006-05-09T15:10:00.000-05:00

This is the first portrait I have done since I got my new glasses. I don't know if they are working properly. This picture looks much better in person. I am kind of hesitant posting this, and I may have to do more to it. I think the eyes may need more work. Tell me what you think.

On Becoming a Who Fan

2006-04-26T20:40:00.000-05:00

It all began with the release of the album "Who"s Next" by The Who. I first was introduced to it in September of 1971. The first time I heard it I was in awe. I had never heard music like this before. I played it over and over. I couldn't get enough of it. I went to bed with the songs playing in my head and woke up the same way. I went to school and all I did was talk about The Who. Most of the people in my age group(I was 13) never even heard of The Who. Especially the girls. They all thought that David Cassidy and Donny Osmond was the only music(and I use that term lightly) to listen to. It was very frustrating. I was thankful that I did not fall into that blackhole. They all had their pictures pinned up in their lockers.

This is what I had:

Thank God for The Who!!
Thank God for Pete Townshend!!

How did you discover The Who?

Brant

2006-04-18T15:35:00.000-05:00

This is a drawing I had done about 25 years ago. It is of a Mohawk Chief named Brant. His real name was Sa Ga Yeath Qua Pieth Tow. He was one of the four "Indian Kings" who had traveled to England to see Queen Anne in 1710.This is copied from a painting that was done when he was in England. The original artwork, which was done by a Dutch painter by the name of John Verelst, is hanging in a museum in Canada. I am not quite sure which one though. I wanted to draw him because I was so intrigued by his tattoos.

I did this in both pencil and colored pencil, using different techniques. The one to the left is the original painting.

Dedicated to My Lost Kitties

2006-04-11T19:29:00.000-05:00

I planted three birch trees last week in rememberance of the cats that have been lost this past month. There now is a total of five missing. It has been quite awhile since the first four dissappeared and just this last week, Fred went missing. I don't know what is happening to them. The remaining four have been staying close to the property. I am hoping they will be alright.

My Room May, 1976

2006-03-28T21:54:00.000-05:00

These are pictures of what my bedroom looked like in 1976. This was 5 years in the making. I started it in 1971. There are no words to describe this room. The pictures speak for themselves...

Have You Seen Us?

2006-03-17T18:34:00.000-05:00

This is Ethel, Fluffy, and Olivia. They have been missing for 2 weeks. I am afraid they are probably dead. All three have been around for 3 years. They have all been fixed and do not stray far from the colony. They are always around. I have looked everywhere for them but there is no sign. I hope that if they are gone, they did not suffer. I will miss them.
Farewell, Ethel, Fluffy and Olivia. You were loved if only from afar.

Happy Birthday Fuzzy

2006-03-14T17:08:00.000-05:00

Today is Fuzzy's (aka Buns) birthday. He turns four today. After spending a leisurly day with Harry and Shadow, he will be enjoying his favorite treat, Frosty Paws! Happy Birthday Buns!!! We love you!!!!

Blue Jay Way

2006-03-07T15:27:00.000-05:00

This is the first drawing I have done in 20 years. I am a bit rusty so it really isn't very good. I used pencil, colored pencil, and crayons. I may do something else to it but I am not quite sure what I want to do as yet.

I will draw some other birds and animals before I attempt to draw a portrait. I want to thank everyone for the kind words about the previous pictures. Those words encouraged me to try it again. Thanks again.

Partial Pete

2006-02-20T17:24:00.000-05:00

This is a drawing I had done about 25 years ago. It was just done in pencil. Nothing fancy. It is one of my favorites. I still think he has the most beautiful eyes! Don't you?

First Flower

2006-02-17T17:51:00.000-05:00

This is the first flower in my garden.

I would like to write a poem to commemorate it but I cannot write poetry.

So I will leave it as is...

The Real Me?

2006-01-30T14:54:00.000-05:00

This is a drawing I had done of myself many years ago. I guess you can call it a self portrait but I really don't have tattoos on my face. That wasn't fashionable back in the 70's.

Our assignment was to draw ourselves but not as we really were. So this is what I came up with.

This was done in pencil, crayon, and ink. multimedium as it was called. this was one of two of my drawings that was entered in the art exhibition put on by the school. It didn't win anything though.

Pete's Eyes

2006-01-16T12:36:00.000-05:00

I have always thought that the eyes were the most important part of the human face. It has been said that the eyes are the window to the soul.

These are the eyes of Pete Townshend. I drew this about 30 years ago. It is hard to think that it has been this long but I was in my last year of high school when I did this and that was in 1976. I always thought his eyes were the best to draw. Maybe because they are so mesmerizing!

This was done in ebony pencil, white crayon, eraser, My finger as a blender and a drawing tablet. The technique I used was kind of like a dot type stroke. I would take the pencil or crayon and peck at the paper, making little marks that when looked at from far away, was the shading on the subject matter. It was a long and tedious method as I had to always step away from the picture to see if it looked good from afar.

I have others that I will post in the coming weeks. As there is nothing new in the cat world this week.

Peter

2006-01-09T16:35:00.000-05:00

This is a drawing I done of my son, Peter back in 1981. He was almost 4 years old at the time. It was done with an ebony pencil, gum eraser, my finger, and a drawing tablet. That was my technique at the time. I colored the background blue with a colored pencil at a later time. Mostly because of the fingerprints and smudges I could not erase.

I don't draw anymore. Just haven't had the 'inspiration' to do it. Also my eye hand coordination isn't what it used to be. I may try it again though.

Ari

2006-01-02T21:00:00.000-05:00

Ari short for Aristotle is the orange kitten in the middle. He was born on May 15th, 2004. His mom is Patches.

Ari is the only kitten that survived out of the six that were born.

He has never lived outside and is the most loving cat we have in the house. I beleive it is because he was raised by humans. He does have his mischievious side too. He likes to tear up paper and kick a bunch of litter out of the box when he uses it. he also likes to walk around with a pack of feminine napkins when I forget to put them up. He will have them in shreds if i don't catch him quick enough.

He is a nut and he is very much loved, Even our Basset Harry will let Ari sleep in his bed and not disturb him. The other cats do not have that luxury. Ari Is a would have been feral cat had it not been for fate. It just wasn't his destiny.

Bath Time for New Years

2005-12-30T15:46:00.000-05:00

Today was bath day. We hate bath day.

But because it will be the new year in just another day or so, we agreed to it. Our resolution for 2006 is no more baths!!!

Don't we look handsome? Good enough to take to a New Years Eve party.

We will stay home though. But we wish you a very Happy New Year!!

Merry Christmas

2005-12-23T18:58:00.000-05:00

Wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas and a prosperous and Happy New Year

Patches and Her Kittens

2005-12-21T16:26:00.000-05:00

Patches is a calico Kitten I had trapped back in May of 2004. She was VERY pregnant at the time, but I didn't realize how far along she really was. She is a small cat to begin with and her being a kitten herself, she did not appear VERY pregnant.
Anyway, I trapped her and put her in the crate where she would wait to be fixed the following week. On Saturday morning, I went in to feed her and clean her box when I saw she was in labor. Before I knew it, out came a kitten, then another, and another, and another. Four kittens. I had to get to work so I left Patches and her kittens with my family who looked after them. When I got to work I decided to call home and two more were born. Six kittens altogether.
This is Patches and her babies.

Patches was a very inexperienced mother and did not take very good care of her kittens. All but one died. His name is Ari. He lives with us. Patches had tamed down a lot after being spayed and we kept her too. She now lives a life of happiness and buns(rolls). Her favorite food.

Patches

Max

2005-12-13T18:51:00.000-05:00

Hi, I'm Max. I used to be a feral cat. This is me a year ago when I lived on my own in the wild. I was a total mess. I had fleas, ear mites, worms, matted hair. Just a disaster!! Then I went to the house where the people that feed us live. I hung around there all the time. One day they let me in. Then they took me to see a doctor. I was poked and prodded. Very humiliating! After that I was cleaned up. No more fleas, ear mites, or worms. I even had a bath!! That sure made me feel good. Since then I have not been back outside. I don't care to either. It's either too cold or too hot. Inside is just right and there are no scary things inside either. Just this thing on wheels that makes awful noise and runs around on the floor sucking things up. But I can handle that.
Now I live a life of leisure. That was me then (above) and this is me now...

Aren't I handsome?

Puff Puff

2005-12-06T18:27:00.000-05:00

This is the story of a dear sweet cat named Puff Puff.

She was born underneath our shed in August of 2003. She was in a litter of 7 kittens. Her mother died a few months after they were born.

Puff Puff was diferent than her brothers and sisters. She was a very friendly cat.

Whenever she saw me coming with the food she was the only one who would come running to me. After awhile, she let me pet her and we got to be good friends.

Puff Puff was blind in her left eye. She became that way from a bad infection she had gotten over the winter. Unfortunately, the vet could not do anything for her eye as it was too late. But Puff Puff didn't let that stop her. She wandered around in the woods and yards like she was the Queen of the neighborhood. And she was.

On September 27th, 2004, Puff Puff was found dead in the road in the early morning. My son was coming home from work when he found her and brought her home. We buried her in the yard she wandered around so happily that year.

I still miss seeing her around. She was small but her presence was and still is enormous. For this is Puff Puff's land.

Kiki

2005-11-28T19:09:00.000-05:00

Hi, I'm Kiki. I am the original "feral cat".

I came from the woods in the back of the house 7 years ago. I was just 6 months old when I was discovered. My life outside was not for long. One day I was wandering around when 2 giant dogs started chasing me.

They were about to eat me alive when I saw this person out on the porch.

I decided to make a run and ran up the stairs to this person. I was scared at first but then realized that this person was not going to harm me.

He picked me up and then brought me inside.

I've been inside ever since.

As you can see from my pictures above, I eat well. Being an inside cat is much nicer than being an outside one. Take it from one who knows!

This Place is Going to the Dogs

2005-11-21T19:33:00.000-05:00

Shadow
Harry
Fuzzy(aka Buns)

These are my dogs. Harry, a Basset Hound. Fuzzy, a Shih Tzu and Shadow a Miniature Schnauzer mix. They live a life of leisure. Nice warm beds, plenty of food, and lots of love. But they don't have a blog. If the cats outside get one, then why can't they? So here they are. Today is their day. Only thing is that they have done nothing but sleep, go outside to poop and pee and eat and sleep some more. It's a dog's life!

Brother and One Eyed Jack

2005-11-15T18:48:00.000-05:00

One Eyed Jack
My name is Brother. I am not particularly fond of that name but that is what they call me. I am the brother of Lefki, Fred, and The Other Fred. Ethel is my mother and Jack is no doubt my father, since I look like him, except he has one eye. He got that way from fighting with other cats. He doesn't do much fighting these days. Probably because he has been fixed, whatever that means. They tell me that I will be fixed some day soon. We will see about that. That is Jack above my picture. Do you see a family resemblance?

Fluffy is Missing?!

2005-11-09T20:47:00.000-05:00

Yesterday I arrived back home after two weeks in Sweden.

I couldn't wait to see all of the cats in the colony. Jack was waiting on the back poarch and as I came into the yard the others began to come around.

Martha, Little girl, the two Freds, and Brother came to say hi. Ethel was not there and neither was Fluffy. Ethel had come around earlier in the day so I was not worried about her. Then I was told that Fluffy had not been seen since the day I left. I called him but no Fluffy. Where could he have gone? I was hoping that he did not have the same fate as his brother Boy who disappeared back in June.

Today I had to find Fluffy. He did not come around for breakfast or the late afternoon meal. I decided to go to the woods and called him. I thought I heard some rustling in the leaves but it was not him. I called and called, no Fluffy. I went back in and not more than 5 minutes later, who comes out of the woods is Fluffy and Ethel. I fixed another plate of food and they came running. I was glad to see that he was alright. Earlier I heard gunfire from someone hunting and prayed it wasn't any of the cats. I am thankfull that they are all alright and still around.

It will be a long time before I go on another vacation away from home!

Away From Home

2005-10-29T16:13:00.000-05:00

It has been 5 days since I have seen my outside kitties.
I am away in Sweden and will not be back for another week and a half.
I miss seeing them. But I know that they are being taken care of.
I cannot wait until I am back home in my yard with my own dogs and the outside kitties.

2005-10-21T17:49:00.000-05:00

This is Ethel and Fred

Fred(orange cat) is about 1 and a half years old. He is neutered and has had his rabies shot.
He likes to lay around on my back poarch with his other siblings and mother.
Ethel(tortie) is about 2 and a half give or take.
She was very hard to trap but she was eventually caught this past spring. She was spayed and had her shots.
Ethel still does not come near me when I am out. She runs whenever any of us comes outside.

Lefki

2005-10-20T15:30:00.000-05:00

This is Little Girl. Her other name is Lefki. Which means white in Greek.
She is the smallest and most timid of the group.

This is Martha

2005-10-17T18:23:00.000-05:00

Martha

2005-10-17T17:53:00.000-05:00

This is Martha. She is a 2 year old female that was born under an out building on my property.
I trapped her last year and had her spayed. She pretty much stays in the woods at night. She will come to the edge when it is time to eat. She will only come near me when I feed them
Most of her siblings are gone. The only one that is still outside with her is her sister Georgia. Her other sister Patches has become one of my inside cats. And her brother Snowball lives in Sweden.
Martha was named after the Beatle song "Martha My Dear". Whenever I hear it, I think of her.

2005-10-14T20:29:00.000-05:00

This is Jack

This is the first day of my blog. I have been managing a feral cat colony for a little over 2 years. I will be posting the everyday lives of the cats that I take care of. Some days there will be not much to tell. And other days may be packed with stories.
As of today, the cats that are present and accounted for are:
1.) One Eyed Jack
2.)Martha(my Dear)
3.)Fluffy
4.)Ethel
5.)Georgia
6.)Fred
7.)The other Fred
8.)Brother
9.)Lefki(aka Little Girl)
10)Olivia

There were more but they probably died as they are wild and wander the woods where they live behind my property.
I will be back on Monday. No posts on the weekends as I am at work 15 hours each day.