So, now it's time to tell you about the cats around here. If you ask me, there are too many of them. But TheBoss says that "they're worth their weight in gold," because we have no mice on this farm. No gophers, either. Chester and Charlie hunt every single day, and they bring in mice every time they go out to the field. And, even though they're working cats, they're still fun to torment, chase and cuddle with. So, here you go, I'll tell you their names and their strong points (not many). Oh, and M'Lady wants me to mention that they're all fixed, eat healthy cat food, have good shelter and are loved and well cared for. :)
|Jerome, up in the haystack|
|Chester and I love each other|
|Charlie, posing very nicely! Isn't he handsome!|
|Did something spook you, Turtle? Like me? Bwahahaha!|
|Lucky, doin' what she does best - nothing at all|
Lucky, black and white female, 7 years old. She doesn't hunt, eats all the time, and was so fat that all she did was lay in the haystack, within reach of the food bowl. Finally, M'Lady brought her into the house and put her on a strict diet. Now, Lucky is looking less balloon-like, if a bit saggy, and actually scampers some! Oh, and she doesn't work at all, not at all! I've never seen her catch a mouse, not even a fly! I tell ya, she is indeed a lucky cat to still be here, because the motto around here is "no work, no food!"
OK, so that's it with the cats. Too many of them if you ask me. But then, I guess you didn't. Next week, I'll write about the horses. Now, they're a story all their own, seriously!
Keep your tail waggin'!