the kitty in the weeds

Monday, November 03, 2008

A few months back I put up a few bird feeders. And immediately after those went up, a kitty moved in. He was rather skittish and wouldn't come close to us but spent his entire time sitting under the feeders, staring up at the birds.

Poor little meow meow. He never caught anything and my first inclination was to chase him off so he wouldn't ever catch a sweet little bird. But as I looked at him, I just couldn't bring myself to scare him away. Instead, I set a dish of milk out for him.

It only took a few short weeks and he went from being a scaredy-cat (literally!) to a cat that comes running up the sidewalk to see us when we go outside. And now his favorite thing is to attempt to get inside the house. I'm going to buy some cat food to give to him. He's well-fed but he enjoys the treats we give him and he spends most of his time here still - gazing up at the bird feeders with such longing on his little furry face...



Are you calling me? Well, I'm not listening.


I see you but I'm pretending I don't. I'm quite good at this.


Wait.. I think a bird just flew overhead...


Oh, there you are!