for that long haired black cat Momma saw eating Mistrie's food last night. Momma says he is beautiful, but likes to make stinky markings on the door and wood box. (That is why she thinks it is a "he" as she has been having to clean spray.) She just happened to look out last night (the Christmas lights make the porch bright) and there he was, but took off running when he saw her. He did come back and finish off the bowl of food, later. Maybe he is in Hemlock Haven; that will upset Mistrie, she didn't like sharing the woods last year, with Winter. She thinks he lives down the road, in the people's barn.