Some of you know I also do birds and cats. Yep...my senior cat couldn't care less about the birds, but the Little Sh*t who just turned 1 yr was obsessed with them. So I took all the cages and put them in the Dale Earnhardt Memorial Worship Room. I moved my desk in that room, put in a big tv and I'm a happy camper. I kept a squirt bottle on the desk, and I nailed that damn cat every time he came in...but over time I relaxed and he'd sneak in and nap beneath the cages...night before last I came in after putting the tortoises to bed and I saw Little Sh*t catching a flash of yellow...Holy cow! I grabbed the bird out of cats mouth and chased out cat.. checked the bird and he was hurt pretty bad...He hung on until last night. I buried him by Simon. I was beating myself up for forgetting to close the door. I did get sorta lax about it. So I've been down but just now when I was vacuuming, I noticed loose threads on the carpet under the bird door. That cat dug at the rug until he could push the door open. I didn't forget to close the door...he forced it open.
Here is Little Sh*t and Grayson...
I think Mary's beak was better before the filing...
Little Sh+t is teaching Grayson how to get under the rug...
this is 16 year old Smokey...
breakfast...a full 2.5 gallon bucket...and another one at dinner
Here is Little Sh*t and Grayson...
I think Mary's beak was better before the filing...
Little Sh+t is teaching Grayson how to get under the rug...
this is 16 year old Smokey...
breakfast...a full 2.5 gallon bucket...and another one at dinner