The nieghbourhood cat, whom we call Chow Ciao, but whose new owners have named something like Kira, has been visiting every morning. This was early Thanksgiving morning. Being a cat, she isn’t particularly thankful for any of the treats she’s had in the last week: bacon, salmon skin, lamb fat, pork leftovers, and chicken. Hey, that’s how it is. She is Cat. She deserves treats from all her minions. Plus, it was cold.
This morning dawned even colder–but, miraculously for this time of year in Seattle, dry and bright. Here’s a picture of the sun-threaded ravine. The torture tree is finally beginning to lose its leaves. When they’re gone, it’s officially Winter.
Nicola Griffith 
What are you doing with your leftovers, besides feeding them to the neighborhood cat?
barbara, the leftovers are almost all gone already. Food doesn't last long in this house.
chow ciao – love it
nicola, since the cat does not belong to you, you have no right to feed it.What if it has food alergies. Have you checked with its owner for permission to feed it? Bacon and lamb fat are not good for a cat.My sweet cat died at a heafty 32 lbs. thanks to neighbors taking it upon themselves to feed junk, ''leftovers''to my much loved Boogie Boy
I hear what you're saying, but I have to say I don't much care for the way you say it. I'm sorry your cat died.