Mon - August 15, 2005

The cat crowd


We inherited two barn cats when we moved here - Pavlov, so named because the ancient girl had no teeth and drooled constantly (she passed away this winter), and her son, Runner. Rooster, our second cat, was dumped on our farm at about two weeks old and made his tiny self at home in the chicken coop before we found him. He STILL thinks he is a chicken, but has settled into farm life nicely - and is just the sweetest little man you ever did see...this from two non cat people!!! He goes hunting for himself and Runner every night, and is good about only bringing back rodents. I don't keep bird feeders on our property, which helps minimize the temptation of flying prey. Runner was quite the hunter, but has now started losing his teeth too - It must be genetic!

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