I didn't think anyone would show this morning while out on the trail. Toward the end of things, after looping back to the first station, I saw Piggy in the bushes just sort of sitting. Waiting, perhaps? I called out to him and he meowed in reply. Out came the wet-food and he ate as much as he could before abandoning the can and moving off to sit under some brush. I took a good 'product-placement' shot of him eating the donated tinned food. -will pass it along to the woman running the website in the hopes that those who donate know how appreciated they are.
There was another mostly new-to-me cat out on the rocks sitting near Tommy. I couldn't tell if he was a long-termer or the cat that has been sighted in the past few weeks and maybe a 'new addition'. Whoever he is, he split as soon as I approached with my chopped chicken tin. I then tried to tempt Tommy up from the rocks near the water, but he wasn't having any of it. The more I waved the tin in the air and said his name, the more freaked out he looked. -with good reason. He doesn't know me as I'm still new to the biz of kitty-care. I tried leaving the tin on a rock nearer to him and farther from me, but that just invited the gulls to come and have a peck. I wound up having to bin the tin. Sad.