This week, the trials and successes of Bella, birds making poor life choices, and cold wet stuff.

Portabella and Pumpkin continue to not get along; Pumpkin seems to feel he has to chase her off whenever he sees her:

She came back, and again was chased off:

In that encounter, Pumpkin kicked the decorative barrel off.  It was glued to the deck with the smaller ones; apart from helping the old west vibe, the barrels help hold the shelter’s maintenance door closed:

A Steller’s Jay grabbing some cat food:

Two cats arriving, with Pumpkin in the house; he’s fine with the other cats, just not Bella:

Graupel:

Pumpkin watching me from under the main deck:

A bunch of small birds drinking from the heated water dish:

Pumpkin and Pommie hanging out on the cat deck:

A bird tried to have a drink when cats were nearby, and Pumpkin suggested that might not be wise:

Pumpkin and Paladout seem to be getting used to each other; the latter saw Pumpkin peeking, but kept on eating instead of getting upset like in the past:

Pumpkin in the garden:

Snowy cats:

A Steller’s Jay arrives for more food:

This time, not so lucky: Pommie was in the cat house, and heard the bird:

Though I guess the bird was actually very lucky: it got the food, and narrowly escaped becoming food.

You may have seen that I added a new heated shelter in the breezeway next to our workshop. Subsequent to that, I modified it a little to make it more sheltered, by putting some old hanging baskets next to it:

Bella found the cabin, and tried it out. She has spent most of the past two nights in there, which makes me very happy:

Pommie and Pumpkin:

A cat in the breezeway:

Pommie has spent a fair bit of time in the cat house, too:

Bella in the breezeway again, from another angle (this camera is only there temporarily):

Bella inside the breezeway cabin last night:

Bella having a stretch in the morning:

I’m glad that she has a comfy shelter away from Pumpkin’s usual haunts.