“The trouble with a kitten is that, eventually he becomes a cat!”Ogden Nash
Ah yes, that is an old line, I know, but who can resist a kitten? They are adorable, tumbling and playing, snarling with mini-fierceness, pouncing on anything that moves. I have never met a soul who didn’t love kittens.
I suppose I like them too, though I have my qualms. I like them at a distance.
No farm can flourish without one. These little fellers are the ones who keep our barns and farmhouses free and clear of rats and mice. How would we manage without them?
Ron loves a cat on his lap when he sits outside. The cats are favorites with visitors, especially the grandchildren.We have two cats at present and they are working cats. They keep my car decorated for me with paw prints on the roof, hood, and windshield.
This calico with gold markings on black is named LaFonda. She is a loner, a tree climber, and a great hunter of mice and birds. She slips around like a silent jaguar and I think she may feature herself one. She rarely wants any attention but sometimes she comes out and demands to sit with you and be stroked. Her hangout is the porch roof where she can spot birds and hide from children.
This svelte gray cat is mine. yes, I am a cat owner––me the anti-cat person. I named this one after an old friend, Stowe Harbin. He is super friendly and always in the middle of anything going on. Stowe is a real sweetheart and likes people and other farm animals.
Lola, our black lab is his favorite. Stowe has trained that dog to allow him to sleep on her back. Lola never shrugs him off.
“Cats are connoisseurs of comfort.”James Herriot
Every farm needs a few cats to roam the fields and lawns around the house and to protect the barn and other outbuildings from mice. They keep my garage clear and also have fun chasing songbirds. They like to play with grasshoppers and run through the ditches across the road looking for rodents, rabbits, squirrels, and lizards to harass.
If we lazed around inside on a nice day Mama would scold us: “Get on outside. Don’t be a house cat.” In the great out-of-doors we seldom failed to find something to amuse ourselves with just as cats and kittens are easily entertained. I guess we were more like “farm cats” than house cats.
Have a good November and I wish you a bushel of kittens, a cat nap, and a lap full of cats napping!