After it turned out that Blue Eyed Brownie had a home, I felt quite relieved; eight cats plus two who stop by regularly for food is enough! Then this afternoon I heard children's voices shouting, "Miss Jane! Miss Jane!" I went outside and found three of the neighborhood girls pointing at a cat on my porch. "That your cat?" they asked. At first I said yes - as it was a calico tabby that looked just like Alley Cat. Then I realized that it was wearing a flea collar, which none of mine do. I'd actually seen it around recently, but figured that with the flea collar, it must have a home nearby. I told the girls it wasn't my cat and they said, "Oh. We thought it was yours. It's got a broke foot and was in the street crying." Sure enough Alley Cat's doppelganger had a swollen front paw which she was holding up off the ground. I figured I should bring her inside. She seemed very thin, and when I gave her some food, she inhaled more at one go than Daddy Cat does (which is a LOT, believe me). I took off the flea collar, as it seemed really tight - as if someone had put it on her when she was smaller and never bothered to adjust it as she grew - and Advantaged her. She seems about the same size as Blue Eyed Brownie; I wonder if perhaps they're from the same litter? I'll try and take her to the vet about her foot tomorrow. Right now she's curled up on my lap, purring away.
If you look closely at the paw in the foreground, you can see that there's a big welt on top of it. It's also swollen about twice the size of the other front foot.
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