Gnocchi

I’m not sure how long this has been going on and I have not done a good job of chronicling it here.

We have another cat. His name is Gnocchi. (Pronounced: No-Kee) He really belongs to some people who live across the park.

We first met “the Gnokes” a couple years ago. We would be out on the front porch on a nice warm day and he would show up. He was very friendly and loooooooved to get rubbed on and scratched.

He is a familiar personality in the neighborhood. Many of our neighbors know about Gnocchi and have enjoyed his company. Some have even fed him.

We have not fed him knowing that once we did, he would think he lived here.

Since the weather turned cold, since the first of the year, we have taken him in. He spends the nights in the Carriage House. And yes, we have started to feed him. In fact, we are now on our second bag of Purina Cat Chow, a much larger bag from the first. That is kind of how we are gaging the length of time since taking him in.

We wonder if he has any contact with the couple across the park. I let him out daily and sometimes for quite a while. But he always shows back up and wants to be warm and indoors.

So, for now, Gnocchi is living in the Carriage House. Judging by the smell inside the Carriage House, and other visual evidence, there are two skunks living under there as well.

We have not named the skunks (yet) and have no plans to feed them.