Gabe got to go outside this morning. This was our second attempt. A few weeks ago I tried it and he headed to the gate, as if to leave, so I swooped him up and brought him back inside. Continue reading
Last night I put all the cat stuff back where it belongs, showed Gabe where the litterbox really is and let him roam the night. About 3 am, I woke to a heaviness on my chest – it was Gabe, all snuggled down.
After brainstorming with a few dozen people online last night, I’ve settled on Gabe (Gabriel Miles Evan) as his name. While I was traveling in Boston last week, I spent some of the rainy afternoons looking at my local shelters online. My thought was, I had four cats for thirteen years and just three for the last five and I was used to multiples. Three feels comfortable. So with Jake gone, it seemed the right thing to do would be to give another shelter cat a home.
Here he is protesting the baby gate. He wants to meet everyone
My goal was to bring home either the oldest cat in the shelter or the one who had been there the longest, or both. Continue reading
Zander found a new secret spot – hiding under the grape arbor. I was about to accuse him of leaving the backyard, which would mean he couldn’t go outside for a few days. But there he was. Enjoying the peace and quiet.
Well, until I started taking his photos, then he was all complaints about disturbing him.
Speaking of grapes, the vines are still full and finally took off the bird netting so the squirrels and birds can enjoy them. My freezer is full up of grape juice