Out on my rounds things are fairly quiet. Its much lighter now so the last half of my route I can see better. No one has upset my shelters. and the kitties are still waiting hungrily for me each day. I can see signs of raccoon pillaging at some of the spots, you always know because the water bowls have filth and dirt in them. I believe there is a very pregnant cat on Hayward (again, its still dark enough that its hard to see her), and she waits under a porch until I get back in my car before she goes for the food. The one I thought might be on Seventh - its hard to tell because she or he is so fluffy. I must get some trapping done there. As I turned the corner from my last stop on Seventh this morning, I spotted a black cat on the side of the road, eating garbage. I thought I recognized the cat as one that I had fed last fall at the spot behind the house I saw him at just then - he looked so sick and pathetic back then, but looked worse now. I immediately pulled over and got out with a two bowls, and tried to coax him with food and water - he wandered slowly away, but I found a grassy spot on the side of this house and placed the bowls down, hoping he would either come back and eat a decent meal, or find the other shelter just a few feet away and partake in that feast. Either way, I felt for this poor soul.