Those of you that have been following me know that a few months ago I was in Bermuda and posted a few photos of the feral cats here.
I’m back again and now bribing the locals. With kitty treats.
There are three feral “resident” kitties at the place I am staying. They all have their “areas” of the property with a bit of overlap running into one another. The order of supremacy is quite easy to see.
There is the alpha kitty with an air of entitlement. He, a sleekly well fed grey tabby, occupies the prime area near the outdoor bar/pool/restaurant. He is welcoming of pets when HE wants and walks away shortly after being petted.
The second in line is a sweetheart of loving personality and very eager to be petted when he isn’t completely sacked out sound asleep. He, a svelte grey tabby, haunts the mid-area where the trail from the main entrance (and main dinning room) splits to go down the hill to the rooms along the waterfront.
And finally, a kitty I did not meet the last time I was here, a skittish and scrawny little black kitty that currently lurks under the bushes near the main building.
I am, of course, in love with them all…
All three have either an tattoo or a clipped ear indicating they have been part of the Bermuda program: http://www.bfab.bm/
This is the friendly (and oh so very polite and patient when you have a bag of crinkly treats in your pocket) middle grey tabby.