I have a little problem.
The first one is, the vegetables in my garden are slowly and steadily disappearing. I’m guessing it’s voles or some such rodent. My patch of 100 onions is down to 7. The 1 zucchini plant that survived the chicken attack got munched off at the root. Every morning there’s another 1 or 2 pea vines looking wilted cause they were chopped off at the ground. And now my bean plants are starting to disappear.
I need a cat.
Bingo! Problem solved!
Darryl brought him home today and as we speak he’s falling asleep watching me type. We’re going to keep him in a huge dog kennel on the porch and raise him to be an outside cat. Neither of us want an inside cat. Not that I mind having him in once in a while to play with or snuggle, but he’s going to live outside and eat all the voles and mice that even THINK about tunnelling into my garden and eating my greens.
At least that’s my plan.
He’s even potty trained!
Meeting the dog.
Montana seemed to think we’d brought him lunch so we had to moderate their meeting.
Sadie squealed with delight several times and was very gentle with him. Here she’s trying to see him under the chair.
On to problem number 2.
What should we name him!?!