I have continued to place food and water for any outsider-cat who happens to come along, even though I haven’t seen one for some time. Finn comes by irregularly, and when I see him at my door, I feed him a good helping of soft-food. He does not visit as often as he used to, and I have observed no other. Sable and Sablette are, alas, just memories.
For a long time, no animal came by Café Cosy. I considered not leaving food out, since it was obvious nothing was being eaten. But I thought of the odd hungry beast who needed food to survive, and how disappointed he would be not to find something at our little diner. So I put food in the bowl and, after a while, when it grew stale, would throw it on the lawn for the magpies and crows, and re-charge the supply.
But this week, I saw proof that someone had visited the cafe. He stopped by the food bowl in its shelter, and helped himself to some nutrition. He even paused to look into the hotel, though he didn’t take advantage of its warmth. I don’t think it was Finn, as he has never cared much for my hard-food, and has always waited for the soft to be served. It was a stranger; perhaps Cecil, whom I saw just once or twice, or a raccoon or skunk, if they are out in cold and snowy weather.
In any case, I am glad I continued to provide some food and water in its heated bowl. Somebody benefitted. So I will leave still more for any starving (or simply peckish) traveller; some water to slake a thirst and, maybe, a warm bed for the night. Perhaps some day, a new friend will stay long enough to introduce himself.