Parker was a little late for breakfast, and she did not want me to take ticks off her. When I tried, she scratched my hands a little. She eventually went down the hill, and I followed her to give her some breakfast because she hadn't had any. She did not cover up like she would have had she been using a litter box.
I was a little late and did not see Parker this morning. Mama came up along the road and walked back to the gate with me. Rico wanted some water. I took ticks off of Rico's ear and Truffles's whiskers.
Thursday morning (19): Parker and Dark Lady by the hay bales; Mama, Axel, and Inky close to the old house. Still no Juan, Pretty Grey Cat, Blackie (with kittens), or Butler, hélas.
The morning of 8 March, I went out to the shed early, and Butler spent a good deal of time on my lap.
Parker was the first cat to move across the road. I saw her sleeping on the old hay bales one morning.
On the 16th, Smudge had kittens under some stuff so we could not see how many, but I saw a tuxedo and a black kitten. It turned out there were three tuxedo kittens (two with pink noses) and two black kittens. About that same day, Blackie had three black kittens and one grey, and carried them into a box in the corner of the shed. Eventually, Rico and Blackie moved theirs to where Smudge had hers.
On March 8, I got up earlier than usual to feed the cats their breakfast.