TOO MANY CATS

As I mentioned in my last note, I love most my cats. But with my rescue efforts I have found that I have acquired too many cats, (yes cat lovers, there really is such a thing). Lets count them.

#1 Winslow, once Sasha's cat, who I am quite fond of. He is a big, old, short haired, male tabby who thinks he is a person and as such should be entitled to all the privileges that go along with that status.

#2Autumn is a little, short haired, female calico who is very simple and very sweet, although somewhat inconspicuous.

#3 Smoky is a beautiful, short haired, grey female who can be affectionate but for the most part is psychotic ... really.




#4 Gizmo is a big, beautiful, medium haired, siamese-looking male who, at one year of age, still thinks he is a kitten.




#5 Dwezel is a little, short haired, black female. She was so small that I thought she was too young to get pregnant ... but she did. Now she is on her 2nd batch of kittens.


#6 Blackfoot AKA Footy is one of Dwezel's kittens still up for adoption. He is a black, medium haired male who is very aloof.



#7Baloo is one of Dwezel's kittens still up for adoption. His is a black, short haired male, a little more interactive that Footy but still keeps his distance.

THEN THERE ARE THE GUESTS.

#8 Ceven is Cerra's cat, a short haired, pastel calico female. She is very selective about who she chooses to associate with.





#9 Peaches is one of Dwezel's babies that Cerra has adopted. She is a short haired, cross eyed, siamese-looking female who is just as cute and sweet as they come.



Each of these cats has an interesting story but I won't go into that now. Suffice it to say, I have TOO MANY CATS!

Good morning family and friends!

What a beautiful day it is. When I went out to feed the animals this morning it was about 72 degrees. The sun was shining and the air smelled clean and fresh after a summer rain last evening. After I fed the animals I relaxed in the back yard and watched as Max circled the fence, guarding the goats, (his daily routine). The goats are oblivious of his efforts, munching away at their morning meal while trying to stay out of the horse's way.
The horse, oblivious of the goats, ambles around trying to decide which of the three piles of hay is the tastiest before she finally settles down to eat. Chickens scurry about the yard and corrals scratching at the ground and clucking to each other while catching early morning bugs.




The cats in the meantime are busy stalking grasshoppers, dandelions and each other.




Then a small group of spring chicks we affectionately call 'the posse' appears. They came running around the corner with a couple of old hens hot on their trail (not uncommon but very funny).



I LOVE my place, my chickens, goats, horse, some of my cats and I even like my dog a lot. Max, (the dog), is very simple minded but very loving. He is becoming a very good dog. Over time I will probably love him too. Well, I just wanted to share this lovely morning with you. TTFN :)