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2/23/15 The First Wave (of Cats!)

I’m lying on Mom and Dad’s human bed when I suddenly sit up. My Pittie sense is tingling!

I look out the window and what do I see? The first wave of feral cats, sitting in MY yard, watching their friend tracking a bird or mouse or whatever!!!


Mom and Jamie coaxed me off the bed and gave me a treat. Because I was really mean-mugging those cats! Although they couldn’t see me. I was on the second floor. Still!

I got the treat and padded around to the front of the house to look out the dining room window. Who do I see, sitting in FRONT of MY house, blithely staring back at me while I bark my head off:


Uh-huh! Sending spies – the second wave – to see if Mom is actually going to produce some tuna fish, no doubt!!!

I blocked the door.

Woof! Love, Maggie

2/22/15 Feral Cats!

I could not believe my eyes today when I looked out the window and saw that the house – MY house – was surrounded by feral cats!

They must have a family out there in the woods. I saw two black and whites like this one:


and a huge gray with some tabby markings (I mean these cats are large):


But the surprising thing was a very large black cat that was perched on the neighbor’s fence. Reminded me very much of “Andy and Dougy” – very silky looking. I swear, it was there to snag a bird out of the bare tree. I mean, the cats have to eat! Mom wants to put out some tuna fish but she is worried if they come too close to the yard I might get them.

Here was the black cat – and then, when he got what he wanted, he was gone in a flash:



I spent the morning watching out of the window to make sure that the cats did not encroach the barrier into my yard:


I am on Border Patrol! Woof! Love, Maggie