As any good calendar will tell you, the day after Flock Friday is inevitably Caturday. Weird how a day of the week is named after cats, but they were treated as gods in ancient times, so who am I to argue?! Makes as much sense as naming a day after a ball of gas.
Anyway… here’s Porcini:
Paladout:
Two cats inside:
Comfy Poppy:
Poppa:
Spud jumping up to the breezeway cabin:
Porcini relaxing in the kitchen garden:
A closer look:
A few minutes later, I wanted to go out to close up the duck house, and Porcini was sitting outside the door:
(I cracked the door, and she retreated.)
Spud emerging from the breezeway cabin:
An animated GIF of Spud stretching and heading off to work:
I put a spare camera in the back of the shop to watch Pansy’s food and litter boxes; this is when she first saw it:
Poppy:
Bella chilling:
Pommie, Poppa, Poppy, and Bella (left-to-right) by the cat house:
Pommie, Poppa, Bella, Poppy; Poppa was feeling a bit ganged up upon, but the girls were just saying hi; I continue to be amazed how well they get on with him:
Queue for food:
A GIF of that time, with Bella, joined by Poppa, then Poppy, and Pommie:
Pansy waiting for her dinner on the white bed in the center of the picture:
Food dispensing, she pops up:
And comes to eat it:
Finally, Bella and Spud hanging out in the kitchen garden (with some reflections from the window):
