Island time

On my way into Spencer Island today, I saw a cat that may or may not have been the same one I saw there a while back, which I suspect was also the one Melissa and I saw on the trail later on. And I saw a couple of black cats running around from one water treatment plant property to another. I feel a lot better about their situation now. Clearly it's not a bad place to be a feral cat, and if at any point any of them wants any help, the animal shelter's right there. I'm not implying that they know what it is, but there are very few buildings and I'm sure if they're hungry they'll try it.

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