The back door is the hub of our small farm life. It's where Max sees the world from the confines of his small inside cat life (which he wouldn't have any other way) and previously it was the reverse for Minnie who having been dumped on our property was our outdoor farm cat looking in. Winter blew in cold winds and swept up leaves in a circling frenzy in the courtyard that rushed in the back door one icy morning. Along with Minnie. She hasn't looked back since. Now regularly demands entrance and has put a hole in the wire on the bottom corner of the security screen from knocking a little bit too hard. Now of a morning Lewis (pictured rooster) sits on the mat and waits for breakfast. He's watched the cleverness of Minnie manoeuvre herself from outdoors to indoors and I suspect is considering the same thing. He'd quite happily sit perched on the banister at the end of our bed and wake us with a full throttle crow at all hours of the morning. It's hard to explain to him, that he's really not one of those guys who can come inside and eat and get warm. Or as in today's case, inside and stay cool. We've got a particularly hot day coming up today so all those who can be in will be in and all those who should be out sitting under trees in the shade should do so. That means you Lewis!
Such a great pic :) two cats and a rooster!
ReplyDeleteOnly a matter of time before all three are on the bed!
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