I've learned how to catch a cat, put out a container, they are drawn to it like catnip. Smitty is modeling the latest in tufa trough planters.
Tiger Woods is trying to figure out how to put a motor on his wheeled bed to putt around the farmstead.
Stinky loves his Box-er.
Zoe prefers the beer flat instead of the cushions.
Grey Boy is trying on the plant flat for size, he almost fits.
Spike is doing surveillance from the box, trying to be sneaky but his ears give him away.
Finally his turn in the plant flat.
Bruiser's Mama in the coveted basket....
Simon waiting his turn.
|"I just heard the feed sack rattle in the cat house."|
|"Heh, heh, heh, she falls for that ploy every time!"|
Zoe doesn't want to seem too interested.....
|"I think I just heard the feed sack rattle in the cat house."|
Stinky, taking over the coveted spot in the basket.
|"It's mine, ALL MINE!!"|
Until Bruiser's Mama comes back, then he better scram if he knows what is good for him, she's one tough cookie.