Daddy had to go to work late one night this week, and before he left, he told me to keep Mommy safe. I take my assigned duties very seriously so I was up late, keeping watch. When I heard a car approach, I looked out the front window to verify it was Daddy returning. I was very relieved to see his car - until the headlights revealed an intruder. Right there, in my own front yard, was the illuminated outline of a feline prowler. I was instantly ready to fight.
“Hey! Hey You!" I yelled out in cat as I whapped the glass with my paw. "Out of my yard!”
Suddenly I saw the outline of a paw being raised in a gesture I didn't recognize. “What the Fluff!?! Same to you Mother Fluffer!” (Sorry for the potty mouth but I was very upset).
Just when I thought things couldn't get any more heated, Daddy came out of the garage with my old food bowl, and laid it out for the intruder (with my own bowl Daddy, how could you!). The cat came into the light and I saw it was a little black female with an extra set of paw toes. Apparently, what I thought was an inappropriate gesture was actually just the extra paw toes raised in a wave. I felt a little guilty at my previous outburst.
After I calmed down, my parents sat me down to explain the situation (I guess my outburst woke Mommy up). Apparently "Mittens" (Mommy’s name for the intruder – yes, she gave her a name!) is a neighborhood stray who sometimes hangs out in our front yard, for years. When she cries for food my parents give her some of my kibble.
I was very upset, until Mommy reminded me that my own tabby mother was once homeless. I felt ashamed then, if not for the good fortune of my family, it could be me out in the yard. Mommy was right - I was being harsh. So I'm allowing Mittens to stay in the front yard, as long as she stays out of my backyard. I will even share my food, as long as my treats are not involved.