It’s that time of the week again!

Three cats arrive for dinner:

They often travel in groups, though can be independent too. I sometimes see one run ahead, then wait for another to catch up. Cats get a reputation for being solitary creatures, but they are really social ones, on their own terms.

Porcini waiting for breakfast, with a smile on her face:

Four cats inside, enjoying the heating pads:

A couple of cats looking out the back door (which they only use as an emergency exit):

Snuggles:

The alien orange cat arrives, with a cat peeking out the door of the shelter:

They exchange words at the entrance of the shelter, before the orange cat departs:

Hey look, more snuggles:

Pansy in the back of the shop, reaching for food:

A cat watches as a deer walks past; there were several in the field, too:

One cat eating, looking back at another cat arriving:

Me mowing the field near the cat house. No cats home at the time, unsurprisingly:

Pepper walking over floor joists of the duck house (I did leave a clear path next to it, which she usually uses):

Can we have too many snuggles? I think not:

Scratching; I did recently give the cats a flea treatment in their food, though only one or two of them ate it; it’s hard to ensure they all get a dose, so all I can do is put it out and hope it helps: