Tux, the little stray cat that hangs out by shack in Aruba, showed up mere minutes after my arrival on the island. This morning, I found him on the patio chair, awaiting his rations. Here he is:
This guy does a darn good job keeping the small varmints away. Hence, he’s in my good graces and entitled to liberal feeding and protection from his nemesis, Ashburn, another cat that prowls the area but is quite mean. Tux and Ashburn got into a few scraps back in March. The fur was flying. Seems like Tux has held his territory this time, with no dents in his small hull. Plus, Tux is a handsome bugger, friendly, too.