Maybe Next Week
Richard showed up on schedule at the end of the breakfast feeding. There was no threat this morning because Thomas had come in the house for milk after staying out all night. The trap was out and had food in in, but Richard went around it and found another bowl by the gate. Fridays aren't my preferred day to trap anyway, so I didn't make further effort to trap him. Instead I took some time building rapport with him, moving closer and sitting, speaking calmly. I'm probably going to bring Tom to the vet today to treat his gum disease. He is eating the kibble food, but he does it very slowly and carefully. It looks painful. I did not see Callie or Sasha this morning, but I expect that they came while I wasn't present. Pedro is showing up at almost every feeding, but trying to keep hidden from me. Bruce Lee shows up at night soon after dusk. I don't look for him, but when I do look at the right time, he is consistently there.
