


This was the first time I’ve been to the bridge since we lost the peach kitty. It’s been almost two weeks now.

It was very quiet there. But we weren’t alone.

His sister was nearby, almost hidden by some greenery. She and her mom are around all the time, but unlike the peach kitty they are truly feral. They watch my human all the time when she’s outside messing with her small garden. But they won’t come near and want nothing to do with her. Even though she still leaves water for them on the enclosed patio. They don’t want to come near me either.

My human took a few portraits of me while we were out there.

But we didn’t stay very long. There really wasn’t a reason to.

When we went back inside, we saw that the mom had come out. She watched us, but from a distance.

