This two-toned kitty seems to be sticking around.
'He' hides under the neighbor's desk, drinks water from our sump pump discharge pool (gross!), but he's begun to nervously approach when I pour out kibble.
We've put out fresh water, and the squirrels and raccoons like it, but Henry still drinks from the pool.
Henry as a name came to me as I sat on the deck, talking to him as he watched me from next door.
Maybe it's because I'd recently finished two books about Kings Richard III and Henry VII, but when I mentioned that to The Hubby, he started singing an oldie song by Herman's Hermits about Henry VIII!
No one needs that ear worm...NOBODY!
So, am thankful today that I cut across his singing before that could implant into my brain.
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