It's been quite awhile since I mentioned Kitty on here.
The Kitten that was originally suppose to be named Chevy? and is now just referred to as Meow Meow.
In the year and a bit she's been here she's turned into a lean mean hunting machine.
and that's where the problem started tonight
we were all in the field with the goats (yes the fence is still not 100% goat proof meaning we take them out into the field and hang with them several times a day). Meow meow was cruising the fence line, watching these strange new creatures in the field. And apparently hunting. She disappeared off the fence for a minute and leap back up with her still wiggling dinner in her mouth.
Chris pointed her out and I ran over to get a picture. (I Know). Of course Nathan wanted to see what all the fuss was about.
When he realized she had a mouse. I think he thought she was bringing it to him to play with. He was absolutely mad that she was eating it and we (Chris and I) thought this was okay.
There was quite a lot of explaining about how mice were bad. Mommy didn't want them in the house, because they make things yucky. and how it was kitty's job to catch the mice, so she was doing a good job and she is a good kitty.
~We're about to go from CITY CHIC to FARM GEEK~ My Great Grandfather used to say "you can learn to do anything if you can READ" So through trial and error- and a stack of reading we're out to prove that theory-and become a bookworm farmer- because you gotta know we have next to no experience with EVERYTHING we're about to do...
Jasper 1/4 samoyed 3/4 Pyrenees, and Maggie who is 1/2 Lab 1/2 Pyrenees
Maxxie- A Purebred Chocolate Beagle.
Chevy- who's really just known as Meow Meow
The "Queen" Hopper- Alpine
Sweet Heart- Alpine
Little One- Alpine
Romeo- Our Alpine Buck
Little Linus -Was to be our Spanish Boer X Buck. We miss you Linus.