This morning, Mama cat, the long-haired black cat and one of the two matriarchs of the shed cats, caught a mole (or maybe a vole). She decided to share. Her son Truffles was the first to take it. He took it and played with it, but it was Smudge who started eating it. Smudge is one of the other mother cats. Surprisingly, Smudge growled at the cats who wanted to share. Finally, Smudge let her daughter Parker finish it. When I went out in the evening to bring them their dinner, Parker was not as interested as the rest.
The other day, Parker tried to jump down from the rafters onto my shoulder... while I was still standing up. She didn't have enough room, and jumped to the ground before she completely landed.