It seems we are now feeding 3 wild kitties in our backyard. I got some face photos of Bob and his friend, the black and white kitty. I say friend, but I had to break them up fighting last night. I shined a flashlight on them and they both looked at me with fur in their mouths. I had to laugh.
Now Bob is the "bravest" one of them all because he'll walk right by me after I put his food in his bowl. The other two are big fraidy cats and will run if you look at them. I couldn't even get a picture of the gray cat because he's so fast to get away.