Well, look who we have here! Two kitties sitting on the porch. They spend a lot of time lounging in this heat. Neither one is very interested in air conditioning. They sleep outside in the heat all day–and then want to come in and out at night to eat. Scamp still comes in about five in the morning and plays hard with the toys for two hours. It’s the strangest thing to watch a feral cat herd little foam balls across the floor. She lines them up, she scatters them, she bats them under the bookcase and then dives over to grab them out. Most of the time Junior is busy outside with his own agenda, but sometimes there is a game of chase inside the house that usually ends with one cat or the other hitting the tile and skidding into a wall or cabinet with a rather loud thump!

We’ve had these two kitties for almost two years now (well, we started feeding Scamper in July two years ago. We aren’t entirely certain when little Junior was part of the picture.) She’s come a long way since then. She came and sat next to me in the garden the other day. That is to say–juuust out of reach, but close enough to be company. I reached out one finger to her and she gave it a half-hearted sniff. When I put my hand on the ground near her paw, she was having none of it. No Touching! and she sauntered off in a huff.

Both kitties have been pulling guard duty in the garden–keeping the birds from pecking at my tomatoes! Of course, they aren’t too careful about where they jump when they go after birds, but they are doing their jobs.

Kitty cats!!!