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):
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: