A New Tale from Mr. Whiskers: "The Wet Food Whisperer"

There’s a lady who comes every other day—soft steps, gentle voice, and that magical rustle of a food bag that makes all of us perk up before she’s even turned the corner. She’s not one of those loud ones. She talks low, like she knows we listen with our hearts, not just our ears.

When she opens those cans—oh, that smell!—we come running from under the fence, the old shed, even from behind the blackberry bramble. Wet food days are the best. It’s warm, it’s soft, and it fills the air with home. She always puts out dry food too, but the wet stuff? That’s how you know you’re loved.

Sometimes humans walking by see the feeding station and think it’s abandoned or messy. But it’s not. It’s life-saving. It’s how cats like me and my friends survive out here. So if you ever see one—don’t move it, don’t clean it up, and please don’t take the food. Someone out there, like our lady, is taking care of us.

We may not wear collars or live behind doors, but we’ve got our routines, our friends, and the kind hands that keep us going.

Our colony is managed and cared for by kind volunteers who make sure we’re fed, safe, and healthy. So if you ever come across a feeding station out in the wild—please leave it just as you found it. It’s part of a quiet promise between people and paws.

Winter is coming, and we get hungrier trying to stay warm. If

you can spare some wet food for us, we would really be grateful. https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/301WK0LGAQTWF/ref=nav_wishlist_lists_1

Until next time,

🐾 Mr. Whiskers