@QueenOfEverything I didn't see any signs of the cats being fed, unless maybe mice also gather among the tombs. This was 2005. Our preschooler loved them so much he wanted to take one home. Which we did not do. But as soon as we got home we went to animal rescue and he picked a lifelong furry friend, Allie.

She died last year, but meanwhile one of his friends dropped off a rescue, and Fireball is still with us. As big, strong, fast, orange, and feisty as ever.