We came home from a day trip and both girls wanted out. With this morning's -6 C. temperatures, Dorah and Buster have been in and out. Daisy has been out for a couple of hours. She's a tough one.
Buster came in at 1:30 a.m., went back out at 4:11, then returned at 4:48 a.m., happy to get warm. He's been out for an hour again after we had our coffee. Daisy is still out in Oliver's Lot, looking for mice friends.
|I want out!|
|All the other cats are outdoors playing!|
|Pretty small landing!|
|They are often together|
|Dorah's last tick|
|Terrible little blood suckers!|
Damm those ticks are big
You are sweet to say so!!! Husband found a tick off of Annie while I was away... I took them out for a walk after dinner tonight. Didn't get a lot of walking done in Woodstock - too much rain.
I'm not a squeamish sort of girl at all, but ticks scare me. Sweet sweet kitties -- isn't it early to be so cold already?
Stick Tail is happy (and so am I) that there are no ticks on the cabin deck. He is barely brave enough to walk around back to nibble some grass that is growing on a log. That's what happens when an indoor only guy finally get freedom. - Margy
Your felines are just so beautiful.
oh, those ticks are terrible! poor kitties.
ew, tick. maybe we won't leash train our cat until winter and they've all died of the cold.
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