Feral cats in the wild

In spite of dealing with the harshness of living the feral life — living outside during the winter rains and temperatures that get down into the 30s, as well as fending with predators, and virtually no medical care from the vets — all my feral cats have always been in remarkably good health, as far as I can tell. . . I chalk that up to the great equalizer of getting plenty of sunshine and fresh air, as well as plenty of exercise and dealing with countless situations that call for using their wits — which keeps them sharp and lively. My oldest feral cat is 13 — which is about 65 in human life — and still as frisky as a kitten.

Here’s Mini Scaredy in the photo, in typical “on the prowl” mode, endlessly exploring a world she seems perfectly compatible with living in.

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