Cuteness overload on Cat TV
Ottawacker Jr. and I were alerted to the latest offering on our feline companions' favourite TV show by a crash, a bang, and a series of yelps.
The window by the kitchen provides their favourite viewing seat, giving them an unbroken 24-hour view of the comings and goings of squirrels, chipmunks, raccoons, and other furry creatures. We called it Cat TV because, well, it's pretty obvious. Being indoor cats, I am not sure whether it taunts them or entertains them. They seem to enjoy it, and will go for a good long nap after a watching session. So that is what I am choosing to believe.
Today's show was great - and Ottawacker Jr. and I both settled down to watch. There were four baby squirrels - or kits - all learning to climb and hide on our fence. The fence is well-hidden from predators (except indoor cats, who don't count) so it was probably the safest place they could be. Three of the kits were pretty agile; my favourite, the runt, less so. But even he managed to move quickly and agilely (if that exists) up and down vertical beams.