Party at Susan's A Southern Daydreamer.
Thanks Susan!
There is a single cement tile outside the front door.
Until this morning it was merely a place for me to stand
as I take the dogs out each day.
This morning it was in the 50's when it was time for
the dogs to make their morning trip around the front
yard.
The cats love to sneak out as we let the dogs out.
We let them think they are pulling one over on us
and they disappear into the flower beds.
Until today.
Apparently the grass was cold...and wet.
They chose to share this small cement tile
which is warmer and drier than anything else
around it.
Finally Tidbit left Ollie alone
on the safety and warmth of the cement
to get on with her day...
Fast forward to this afternoon when
a scream was heard coming
from our garage.
The "screamer" was me.
One of these crazy kitties had brought
home a present
and it was alive.
I caught sight of it as it dashed away from
my feet and into a pile of Warren's "treasures".
Tidbit chased after it and kept meowing, but this
bunny tucked itself right into this spot where it
was safe.
I offered the little thing a carrot...no success.
My family says that is a thing of fairy tales
and laughed at my attempts...after the fact.
So, I opened the garage door and went away for a
couple of hours. Warren came home and I finally
told him about the bunny. We figured it would have
made a break for it.
But no!
It was still where
I had last seen it.
Mikey got it out for us.
He did use a t-shirt just to
be safe...
Poor guy,
I made him wait until
I got these shots.
I also made him hold baby bunny
for this picture.
Then he took it outside and set it free
where it ran full force for the corn
field across the street.
Last we saw it
all was well.
I do hope this little one has learned
its lesson about kitties.
They are sneaky, not to be trusted,
and they HATE to get their feet
cold and wet!
