The sun is just coming up and it is -3C this morning.
This tree houses many of our resident grey and black squirrels.
The start of the Christmas season is the time for me to bring out my little lambs and dig through boxes for Christmas lights. I will soon string a few lights in the trees and around the perimeter of the mouse-house. I now have a front gate that will be lit up this year, too. Not just for the beauty of it all but to help us find our driveway easier on those cold, blustery nights.
The lambs have arrived.
The start of the Christmas season has begun here.
Thank you for all your comments and advice on my neighbours' unaltered cats. I can see that, not only will it be difficult to get through to her about the importance of spaying and neutering her cats, but I already feel that she has cats there for one reason and one reason only. They work to keep the mice under control and that is it. They are working cats and not pets at all to her; she can only touch them when they eat. But, she also doesn't allow anyone to try to befriend them as she wants them leery of humans and wild-life.
She has shelter for them in her barns and hopes they will go in before dark but she leaves it totally up to them. If she loses one in the night she feels bad but takes it with a grain of salt. There's no fretting; it is what it is. She feels the same way about her chickens.
On our last visit, she mentioned that she found homes for all the kittens that were born there last year. Most of the neighbours took one or two. She was very proud of that. :(
My statistics on homeless cats in our local shelters fell on deaf ears.
For now, I will pray for their safety and their ability to know when and how to remove themselves from harms' way. And, I hope that some of my words will linger and perhaps change her way of thinking about their existence and numbers. I think if she would form a stronger bond with a few she might think more about their health and safety.
I hope so. And, I won't give up.
hugs, Deb
The start of the Christmas season is the time for me to bring out my little lambs and dig through boxes for Christmas lights. I will soon string a few lights in the trees and around the perimeter of the mouse-house. I now have a front gate that will be lit up this year, too. Not just for the beauty of it all but to help us find our driveway easier on those cold, blustery nights.
The lambs have arrived.
Thank you for all your comments and advice on my neighbours' unaltered cats. I can see that, not only will it be difficult to get through to her about the importance of spaying and neutering her cats, but I already feel that she has cats there for one reason and one reason only. They work to keep the mice under control and that is it. They are working cats and not pets at all to her; she can only touch them when they eat. But, she also doesn't allow anyone to try to befriend them as she wants them leery of humans and wild-life.
She has shelter for them in her barns and hopes they will go in before dark but she leaves it totally up to them. If she loses one in the night she feels bad but takes it with a grain of salt. There's no fretting; it is what it is. She feels the same way about her chickens.
On our last visit, she mentioned that she found homes for all the kittens that were born there last year. Most of the neighbours took one or two. She was very proud of that. :(
My statistics on homeless cats in our local shelters fell on deaf ears.
For now, I will pray for their safety and their ability to know when and how to remove themselves from harms' way. And, I hope that some of my words will linger and perhaps change her way of thinking about their existence and numbers. I think if she would form a stronger bond with a few she might think more about their health and safety.
I hope so. And, I won't give up.
hugs, Deb
