Neighbourhood Kitties

I worry about all of the neighbourhood cats.  Take this one, Silver, for instance.  He has absolutely no street smarts.  He likes everyone.  And he sits in the middle of the road.  He always wants to play and rolls around on his back until you pet him on his belly.  He does this with everyone.  No street smarts what-so-ever.

We have been fortunate in our cats because none ever had any interest in going outside.  Of our current cats, one is a complete chicken who was a stray which might have something to do with it and the other is just way too attached to us to be very far away.

So I worry about the neighbourhood cats instead.  I worry about Silver because he is too trusting.  I worry about Carmen because his people are always yelling for him for ages at night.  I actually thought Carmen might be gone because we hadn't seen him for so long but he was out this morning and his people were yelling for him last night.  And then there is the big black cat who stays well away from everyone.

I know I can't worry about all the little buddies roaming around the neighbourhood but I do.  I can't help it.  I love them all.