Cats, cats, cats

We ran out of dry cat food yesterday but we have a stash of wet food we keep to spoil Abel randomly and feed my feral cats with (I only do this in the winter as I heard it's better at keeping them warm). So I woke up at 7:30, which is breakfast time for the animals and I went ahead and fed them and gave Abel wet food before going back to bed. Two hours later Patrick gets up and before I realized it he had also fed the animals. Lupe didn't eat her food (since she'd already eaten) but Abel never turns down a meal, especially wet food. I suspect Lupe got some of it, too. These spoiled animals think they're so smart, tricking Patrick.

My feral cat, Stache, let me be on the patio with him for a few minutes today. He was sitting there, he's learned if I see him I'll feed him so I think he was waiting for me. I opened the sliding glass door and carefully came out and I got two feet away from him before leaning over to pour the food and he ran off to hide in his bush he normally goes to 'til after I've gone back in. The bush is only about 8 feet away so it's not bad, and he'll sit in it and stare at me when I talk to him so I think he's getting that I don't want to hurt him, I just want to feed him. I hope so, at least.

Here's a pic of him 'cause I realized I never posted one:

He looks like a black tuxedo cat but he's actually a beautiful dark brown. Almost like chocolate but with a red tint in the sunlight.