I hope all the ladies here who have human offspring and/or "furbabies" were able to nicely celebrate, and be celebrated, today.
Late this afternoon I repeated something I did with Blaliko last year. So now I suppose it's safe to call it a tradition. On Mother's Day in 2012 she was still "staying one step ahead of the law" with the three kittens from her litter of six who had yet to be caught for adoption. And she herself wasn't spayed (her TNR ended up happening just ahead of the end of May.) Having recently bought three cans of tuna, I decided to use one for the occasion. By then she'd started to recognize her name. So that afternoon I carried an open can onto the back porch and called her. Most likely drawn by the scent more than hearing "BLA-LI-KO," she soon appeared and wasted no time demolishing the contents. Her voracious eating was sending the can all over the place, so I cautiously put my right hand against it to aid her feasting. For once she didn't head for the hills. As she finished polishing off the entire can I managed, for the first time, to sneak in some ear scratches before she ran away. (History shows that she relocated her family underneath my porch before the week was out, never to change her base of operations again.)
To commemorate that milestone as well as the day I again brought home a can of tuna. An opportune moment presented itself - Seteria was outside. But Blaliko had only taken a few leisurely yet eager bites, straight from the can, when her daughter materialized.
There was no explaining why this special treat was only for Mom, so I divvied it up into the cat food bowls where it was soon devoured by both.
Here's hoping this tradition can continue for many more years.
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