In the event you’re a cat, there’s loads to see and do on our little oak tree-covered hill.
Tabs was a BIG fan. We spent tons of if not hundreds of hours “patrolling” the hill.
Rosie isn’t fairly as adventurous as Tabs was in terms of exploring the neighborhood, however she’s getting there.
The hill is residence to a thriving neighborhood of turkeys, deer, different cats (some good, some malcontents), canine, coyotes, quail, finches, owls, hawks, crows, woodpeckers, raccoons, squirrels, foxes and a rabbit (or two), to call just a few.
Tabs administered every part to verify the neighborhood carried out at an optimum stage, which he preferred to do from one in every of his many perches, like his window shelf in the lounge or his out of doors tabby command middle.
However generally you must get on the market and get your paws soiled to see what’s actually happening, which we did on a regular basis on our walks.
The grass on the hill is all useless and dry proper now, however the oak bushes are inexperienced and action-packed.
Drawback is, among the critters within the space are not following correct procedures, like this ne’er–do–properly who refuses to point out his licensed tree go.
He was the identical means when Tabs was round. Each time we tried to catch as much as him, he darted away.
Squirrels, ya know? They don’t have any respect for authority.
Your pleasant neighborhood magnificence addict,
Karen
