Ok, Charmin, move over, let the man take over the keyboard. These women are just too gabby. I'll just tell it like it is. Let's see now, what was the subject? Oh yeah, our outside friends. It's really cool to be able to meet all these woodland creatures and not have to worry about being someone's breakfast. We've come nose to nose with these HUGE black critters more then once. Dad says they're bears but I'm not sure. They're awfully big to us little guys. Some of the braver ones have come right up to our kitty kage to check us out. They like to eat the sunflower seeds Mom and Dad put out for the birds on the huge feeder a few feet away from our enclosure. (I think they actually put it out for the bears.) Dad likes to tell the story of the very first bear he saw... before Char and I came to live here. He heard something rattling the garbage can out back, and thinking it was a raccoon,he threw open the back door and let out a loud roar to scare it away. Well, when a bear stood on it's hind legs and roared back at him, they both took off running. Dad for the safety of the house and the bear for the safety of the woods. Mom got a good laugh out of that. Needless to say, the garbage cans are no longer left outside.
Our favorite friends have to be the big brown doggies with the long legs and big doe eyes. Sometimes whole families come to visit. Of course, this means Mom can't plant any flowers outside of a fenced in area. They already think the fiddle ferns and blackberries are a smorgasbord salad. Throw a few tulips in and they are in deer heaven. Sure glad I don't have to rely on mother nature for my food. I'd starve to death, being the typical finicky eater we cats are known to be.
Being the great hunter I am, one would think my prey would be in short supply being penned in, but nooooooo. Every once in a while a really stupid mole will tunnel his way into our pen and pop up right in front of us! I grab it before Charmin has a chance to even blink and take it in to my dad, who praises me up one side and down the other, while Mom cringes. Then we stare at the hole for a good two weeks just to make sure the rest of his family doesn't decide to follow in his footsteps, hope, hope.
And of course, we like to watch the squirrelly squirrels and chipmunks that also like to eat the black oil sunflower seeds, and all the little birdies flitting around their bird seed mix. Come to Poppa! There are some birds tho that I wouldn't dream of messing with, even if I had the chance. They come early in the spring. First a sentinel will come and land on the feeder roof, checking things out, making sure it's safe. Once he feels secure he calls the rest of his cronies over and dozens of these huge ring tail pigeons will land on the feeder. For being so big, they sure are "fraidy cats" tho. Any little movement and they all take off. The flapping of their wings sounds like a jet engine to my sensitive ears. Mom and Dad can even hear them in the house! Hmmmm, isn't pigeon under glass considered a delicasy?
Our favorite friends have to be the big brown doggies with the long legs and big doe eyes. Sometimes whole families come to visit. Of course, this means Mom can't plant any flowers outside of a fenced in area. They already think the fiddle ferns and blackberries are a smorgasbord salad. Throw a few tulips in and they are in deer heaven. Sure glad I don't have to rely on mother nature for my food. I'd starve to death, being the typical finicky eater we cats are known to be.
Being the great hunter I am, one would think my prey would be in short supply being penned in, but nooooooo. Every once in a while a really stupid mole will tunnel his way into our pen and pop up right in front of us! I grab it before Charmin has a chance to even blink and take it in to my dad, who praises me up one side and down the other, while Mom cringes. Then we stare at the hole for a good two weeks just to make sure the rest of his family doesn't decide to follow in his footsteps, hope, hope.
And of course, we like to watch the squirrelly squirrels and chipmunks that also like to eat the black oil sunflower seeds, and all the little birdies flitting around their bird seed mix. Come to Poppa! There are some birds tho that I wouldn't dream of messing with, even if I had the chance. They come early in the spring. First a sentinel will come and land on the feeder roof, checking things out, making sure it's safe. Once he feels secure he calls the rest of his cronies over and dozens of these huge ring tail pigeons will land on the feeder. For being so big, they sure are "fraidy cats" tho. Any little movement and they all take off. The flapping of their wings sounds like a jet engine to my sensitive ears. Mom and Dad can even hear them in the house! Hmmmm, isn't pigeon under glass considered a delicasy?
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