The kitten was named Barney, in honor of my sisters cat when we were growing up, she named it "Zoey" but us boys said it looked like a barn cat, so we called it Barney! (Which she didn't like!) And my Barney looked like "Zoey/Barney"!
I got 4 kittens almost 2 years ago, all brothers, The other three are black ... To protect Little Baby Fergie from rodents!
Unfortunately Barney was killed by a rotten raccoon a few months ago, he was last seen alive by my camera 10 days before I got home and found this mess out in the barn where the cat food dispensers are ...
I found a bunch of dried blood in that mess, and a roughly 2"X6" piece of Barney's skin.
I started trapping when I was home overnight, and put up electric fence around the base of the table, this is how they were climbing up ...
Cat food bandits!
I still got his three brothers, and they can jump from the bench on the left to the feeding table ...
I bought the biggest charger in stock at the feed store, I think it said "50 miles"! Puts out 11,500 volts ...
About a month later Swartzy got nailed in the rib/shoulder area ... Fang marks about 1.25" apart, he is doing fine now
I ended catching and killed 7 raccoons! All young males ... Food consumption has dropped off a lot, I believe any new ones that pass through will figure it's not worth it ... I figured the ones I caught had gotten use to the food supply and claimed it as there's, but Barney was the ring leader of the boys, and didn't back down ever in there rough and tumbling.
The barn cats became my buddies, and now that I've tamed them they sleep in bed with me, they are inside right now enjoying the A/C ...
They always came in early every morning when I was home for a can of cat food, it was there treat, then they would pile up on the ottoman while I read my Bible and drank my coffee ...
I miss Barney!