| My grandmother used to have a number of cats that she fed, but never let into the house. Still, in the winter, she'd feel sorry for them, and my grandfather, when he was alive, always built a nice padded box for them to sleep and possibly have kittens in - they *never* slept in those. They preferred to sleep in old cars (my grandparents had a car dealership/garage, and there was a small scrapyard with broken/crashed cars, and the cats liked to sleep in the ones they could get into, or elsewhere among the junk). |
