16 thoughts on “Wordless Wednesday: Best Camouflage Ever, Can You Find the Cat?”

  1. Reminds me of my very first feral cat, George. For weeks, I’d spend my lunch-hour sitting in the park-like area where I fed him, but I did not see him during that time. Then one day, the wind picked up a tuft of his fur, and I realized that he’d been sitting within 4 feet of me the whole time! His tabby fur blended into the undergrowth so well. George and I spent a full summer together: I got to work early to feed him, then visiting at lunch, then again before I drove home, and I had helpers feed him on the weekends. I cried when George finally fell for the last of the seven (7!) different traps that I tried and he was neutered and adopted out. Cats are wonderful at catmoflauge!

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