Much to our surprise, the remaining kitten is still alive. He is much smarter than his sister. But we did have a close call on Monday. We were in the yard feeding the dogs. The Husband had cooked bacon earlier that morning and was putting the bacon grease on the dry dog food. He went back inside to put the tray up and I was standing on the porch trying to keep everyone at their own bowl. Suddenly I hear the Husband yell, "No! No!" I'm wondering what in the heck he's talking about inside the door. He opens the door and says LOOK! I turn just in time to see the kitten at the bottom of the porch steps. I jump down to grab him and he went under the porch. I managed to reach in and snatch him up. Scurried out of the yard with him snug against my chest. You know what, dogs never even knew it was in the yard. They were too interested in the bacon coated food!
Now when I'm home, he spends his time on my truck tire. I think he likes taunting the dogs. Nah, really I think he just wants to be close to us but the Husband would NOT allow the cat in the house. He's allergic so it's not an option.
So here he sits...
Sits there as long as my truck does.
And these two sit there as long as he does.
Well Diesel watches him all the time. Hardly ever moves away from the fence. Pepper has lost some of her fascination with him. But I know if either had a chance, they'd get him.
I make sure to locate him every morning before I leave for work. He usually meets me on the side of the truck and I shoosh him over towards the barn. I'm hoping we don't run thru the rest of his lives anytime soon.
Goodbye to the Guardian
6 days ago