I'm sure that luck plays a role in the outdoor cat's life, and I know part of it is luck that we never lost any to the outdoor life. Cats seem to make a practice of making special rules for themselves though, and I think of my cat as my family, but also my friend: he wants to be able to go out, so I make sure he has all the marbles stacked in his favor that I can manage - then he handles it himself. Hes not a babe in the woods - he knows it's more dangerous out there than it is inside, and he's a stealthy little booger.

I stopped writing my post because I had stuff to do but I my add a bit more later.