Our cats are not allowed to free range outside for various reasons, but especially because there are far too many creatures around the farm that eat cats, including fishers and coyotes. So the cats get to go out on the screened front porch, and they also have a Cat Den enclosure.
Today it was warm and sunny (miracle!!) and I plonked the three of them in there. Naomi and Julius quite like it, but Alex is less keen and cries like a girl when he's in there. Don't worry, he doesn't get painfully anxious. He'd just rather be running free around the garden.
Occasionally Alex manages a deft escape from inside our house if we don't shut the front door fast enough. He seems to have a third sense for when we are opening a door with our arms full of groceries, all the better to go streaking between our legs to the vast world outside.
This results in us spending quality time chasing Alex in circles around the house, with an occasional foray into a soybean field. That cat can move surprisingly fast for a guy with three legs!
Our feline hooligans!
Ready to be set free in after a couple of hours.
Naomi didn't really want to leave. I had to pry her off the shelf today. She might have been stoned on fresh catnip.
I have a custom-made hammock for the cage, but haven't put it out yet.
The King is Not Amused!
Julius has bagged various chipmunks and squirrels who have been stupid enough to run through the bottom of the cage. Fluffy orange death leaps down from above! But really, the rodents have 86 acres to frolic on here. If they are foolish enough to enter the cage of death, I wash my hands of all responsibility!
See how we torture our animals? It's shocking, shocking I tell you!