This is Whitey. He is not the cat responsible for the Blue Jay massacre last week but he is one of the strays that roam the yards in my neighborhood. And when I say "stray", I mean a cat with no permanent address, with not one, but two neighbors who feed him. One of those neighbors even makes regular vet appointments for him and he is the picture of health. And obviously content.
(Oh, and the Blue Jay? It lived! I saw it yesterday with a single tail feather left and a scrape along the side if it's throat. I like to think that bird is showing off that scrape to the other birds. "Ya see this? That's from when I escaped the jaws of death!"