Each time I see your place, I hate winter a little more. I think, "man, what I could accomplish if I had more than half of the year doing it." I imagine my waist diameter wouldn't increase during these winter months. We have about 2 feet of snow on the ground after 2 semi-large storms in 3 weeks. Sharon's not buying into it, though.And, then there is this, from a different form of pet, the winged ones,...
How does this relate to the cat lady, Mike?
At our old place, we had, get this, three Cockatiels; we must've been high, or, stupid. And to make it worse, we had two females, and one male (by accident).
Well, to keep the inside less dusty, and a bit quieter, I built them a box outside of the kitchen window. It was built to the window frame size, and perhaps 15" deep?
We could open the window, and, put them outisde there, to annoy the neighbors.
They grew to absolutely love this box, and insisted on being out in it every day. They in fact made such a racket that they attracted a hawk that tried to get them, and crashed into the gridding that they were behind. It had its talons holding onto the grid, and, amazingly enough, the 'tiels were right there screaming at it, not trying to get away.
This is Jasper on the left, displaying, and, the late Birdy, flirting.
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So, we move to a new house, and, I figure, what the heck, I'm going to build another window box for Jasper, so she can get outside (our birds have full flight ability - never wing clipped). So, i build it, and, Jaspers reaction to it? She hated it. Absolutely did not want to be in it at all, period; fly away from you if you bring her near it. I built it to the same specs, everything.
Great, now I have a weird box hanging on the side of the house.
The new box that Jasper hates, is on the wall.
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Back to the much hated window box,....
Kitty loves it!
As mentioned above, she jumps up there from the blue box on the storage rack. But, more than that, is, she absolutely loves being inside the box in the early morning hours before the sun comes up, and, at night, before we go to bed.
So, the bird box is now a cat box, and a great way for her to get outside air, and be safe from the coyotes at night.
And, because she was so bad in staying out all night long, I'm thinking about making a 2x4 path from the water heater closet tuffet, over to the top of the window box. She makes the vertical jump up there, regularly, so, why not spoil her with another pathway?
The cement bits and pieces, and, chunks of stone,... this is the cat path that leads across two runs of gravel. This is 3/4" gravel, with sharp points from crushing. Both Kitty and Halfy cross this stuff like we would if we were barefoot,... ouch, ouch!
So, I built these paths across the gravel; you can see the other one in the image above. This was in the form of punishment for past transgressions that she has committed, because shes a brat.
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That cat looks like a mix, cat and bobcat?About the same time that Kitty showed up from the wilds, and perhaps a bit before, we had sightings of a cat that we call, Halfy. We're not sure if Halfy is a male or female. So, I'm referring to him, generically, at this point; but, I do suspect he's a male.
At first, if you happened to see Halfy, at all, it was at a full speed stealth escape running mode. He'd disappear in an instant at lightning speed. So, spotting any identifying "cat junk" has been all but impossible.
Sarge, the spousal unit, has been soft-talking to Halfy now for the better part of a strong 6 months++; not making direct eye contact, just soft-talkin'.
Shes also been leaving him a paper plate of kibble food, and/or, sometimes wet food that the spoiled one, Kitty, rejects because its been open for too long.
Kitty and Halfy seem to have some sort of relationship. I've seen them sharing a gopher hole hunt, and, in other togetherness activities around the yard. My next door neighbor found them together in his small greenhouse, sitting shoulder to shoulder. They've spent time on either side of Kitty's bedroom screen door.
They seem to have some form of relationship.
Today, Halfy was on the patio, and Sarge started soft-talking to him, and, he stayed put while she brought out a plate of kibble for him. Sarge roamed the patio, having a smoke, and Halfy stayed put, and ate. He then jumped off of the picnic table on the patio, where he was fed, and, he sat there, and, he talked back and forth with Sarge, while I took a couple of pics.
Halfy is a large cat. And, in the first sightings, I could have sworn he was a Bobcat, as those are fairly common round these parts. I've seen smaller Bobcats than Halfy. He is a very stout cat.
He is named Halfy, by us, for his naturally bobbed tail.
Halfy, after this afternoons grubbing,...
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Whose yinz lookin at, bub?
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I'm sure you checked for bites.
That looks bigger than a mouse. Our farm cats bring us prizes fairly regularly.A verse from childhood song,....
Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat
Hairy pickled piggy feet
French fried eyeballs floating in some kerosene
And me without a spoon.
So, kitty got a half of a Fancy Feast snap pack pair this morning, along with a side of Kibble that she really likes. Then, about 6:30, with a rising sun lighting things enough to avoid the monsters of the night, the coyotes,... Kitty got to start her mornings perusal of the yard.
To the second verse/chorus of the song,....
Great green gobs of greasy grimey gopher guts
And me with a counter brush, dust pan, and hose to clean it up, so that Sarge doesn't shriek in fright..
A nice hot breakfast to go along with the other feasts offered this morning?
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