what a great story!  Shadow’s lucky, it’s not easy to successfully relocate a feral cat.  i have a Shadow of my own named Stan, who after a near run-in with a bobcat, has now taken up permanent residence inside my house.  it took him a while to adjust but he is now living la vita on every soft lap he can find.  we tell him that he won the kitty lotto.  :)

i ran into those downed guavas in the Maui rainforests last year.  you’re right—they make the air smell great but they don’t taste all that good.  i’ll have to try our local version.  oh, and by the way, there’s a lot of fiber in them—if you end up eating too many at once… if you know what i mean… not that i’m speaking from experience or anything…

you can really *taste* the fiber - fills you with potential!  in the meantime, I also like to pluck wild plums and blackberries from the greenbelt across the street from our house, I find it deeply satisfying somehow.  And Shadow is definitely living the vida - this is one life out of nine she is going to enjoy.  Big karma to dave and kim for setting it up for her.

That was lovely, dude! I haven’t eaten a guava in some time, but I could almost taste them again from your description!

Cool story. I don’t know anyone who would go to the effort to try and relocate a feral cat. For that matter a few of them would be just as happy to leave their own.

While I do like actual guavas, I do agree that drinking guava juice is head & shoulders better than the work of eating a guava.

D & K get huge points in my book.  Feral cats can be tough to corral.  My parents in their infinite wisdom allowed two to copulate and now there’s a 5-cat litter of anti-social felines.  What to do, what to do..