Newt

Each morning pretty much goes the same here at our house. Newt, our only outdoor kitty, asks to go outside as soon as one of us has feet to the floor. If it is light enough to see outside, the upstairs door facing the backyard is cracked open enough for her to escape to the fresh air • Soon after I leave to go downstairs to open blinds, quickly peek outside for critters and evaluate bird feeder status, make coffee and, finally, prep breakfast for our three kitties. This is the moment I pull back the drape to find Newt now sitting on the front door step looking up at me. She’s now ready to eat • Once fed, she returns to the great outdoors for another 15-30 minutes depending on the temperature and amount of snow. One of her favorite pastimes is standing on the wall and sniffing the burning bush, shown here • We call our once-feral cat our Prisoner of Love!