This is the Blanca. I met Miss feral about 5 years ago. She is a testament to love. “We’ve had a lot of feral cats come and go” we soften all her food and she has water. I can’t believe she is thriving consider the circumstances. She is a lovely mess I think she’s a girl. She subscribes to the same condition as when I first wrote about her. Thank you Blanca for sticking around and teaching me the power of love for all things beautiful. Ziajian.
/girlabouthecountry.files.wordpress.com/2014/09/20130627_221051.jpg”>“Please put out some food for Blanca” hanging out at my folks Welding shop in between trucking gigs I see Blanca a contorted cat as though she’s been flattened by a flatbed. Her meow isn’t even complete I tear up never having seen an animal near death I think initially, I take a pic and miraculously she appears more feline and proper since it does not capture the missing teeth blackened gum line and consistent eye crud. I leave food out walk back into office and my Mom says “isn’t she beautiful I just love her” No mystery feral sticks around where fed. I say to self “she is so ugly she is beautiful.”