She comes to our table every meal time because Brenda feeds her chicken bones. Brenda freely admits to feeding the cat and has no intention of obeying the orders to stop, while the rest us tend to do our best not to let the food near the cat, or near Brenda when the cat is around. The cat, incidentally, does not appear to have a name and is referred to simply as 'the cat'.
There are 4 or 5 kittens, one of which has an infected eye which doesn't appear to be responding well to the conservative treatment of doing nothing. The housemates worried for some time that 'mom' was trying to abandon it and set out to make this as difficult as possible for her to do, rescuing and returning it to her like an unwelcome boomerang. All of the kittens seem to have a bit of a death wish though - they have been plucked from the drain, or released from under the ramp or the top of the wall on numerous occasions and will need more than their allotted 9 lives if they continue this way.
The cats are not allowed in the house and there is proper reproach when they flout this rule. However they do sometimes enter by special invitation when Akos is not around. I doubt this is compensation for being swung around by their tails, blasted with the fans or poked with the stick that I would swear Joe keeps for this purpose. Apparently one of the volunteers coming in the summer has an allergy to cats, something that Akos does not seem upset about - I wouldn't like to be a cat any time soon....
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