It breaks my heart to see the two cats next door. Ever since our neighbours had their baby two years ago, the poor things have been relegated to a life outdoors. They no longer seem to be part of the family.
Now, their only refuge is a garden shed, which I sincerely hope is heated.I do see the owner’s put food in the shed often and then it gets locked shut after with a cat flap for entry. The rest of the day, they're left to their own devices, either sleeping on top of the conservatory roof, or simply wandering aimlessly around the garden and sitting on fences. It's hard not to feel a pang of sympathy every time I see them. I know it's not my place to interfere, but the other day I couldn't resist giving them a few pieces of my own cat's food, and they practically inhaled it.