When we arrived at Janice’s house a week ago, we
were greeted by a bevy of cats. This is a great change from years past, when I
would drive in and the cats would scatter.
Janice’s cats were typical farm
cats. Farm cats come and go. They are outdoor cats. Some
are wild/feral. Some are just wary. They roam from farm to farm. They take off
for parts unknown. And unfortunately, coyotes help maintain the population. Janice’s cat population used to be black and
white cats. That has changed, as well.
Last winter was exceptionally cold. Most of her cats
usually found shelter in the various barns and out buildings, but a few were
very young and were living more or less out in the open. When the temperatures
plummeted well below zero, Janice piled some old blankets on the enclosed porch
and caught as many of them as she could. Most of the cats were happy to sleep
inside at night but scampered outside first thing in the morning. One black cat, a single young one, liked the
porch and was always ready to come back in at night. ‘Susie’ had found a home.
And then, Susie gave birth to 4 black kittens. The kittens grew, stayed and are
now happily ensconced in their surroundings.
They hover near the door when the wind blows.
They roam around the yard when the weather’s nice
and hide under the trees at night to sleep.
They guard the place from various perches.
Warren was very happy. Warren loves cats. By the
time the weather warmed up, and the cats could go outside, a very happy
relationship had been solidified between the cats and the family, especially Warren. The end
result of that cold winter was a new crop of tame farm cats.
The cats have names. Kisser is Warren’s favorite.
(He’s a licker.) Susie is mom to several of the others. And Scar is the one with the single white
whisker! To Larry and I they all look alike. And noticing one white whisker
takes a pretty good eye.
Susie has apparently found a beau. The porch is
currently home to 4 adorable little kittens; 2 tigers, and 2 (more!) black
cats. The population may change in the
future. But for now…..
Welcome to Black Cat Farm.
Oh ... What heaven to be surrounded by all those black cats! They are the most gorgeous of kitties! :) I'm glad they care for them to bring them in when it's frigid outside. You know what I'd do ... I'd be that crazy black cat lady! LOL!
ReplyDeleteIt gets tricky at night. The old cats used to run away. These congregate under your feet and you can't see where to walk. On top of that, her porch rug is black and white. I can't tell if I'm looking at a shadow, a graphic, or a cat!
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