FELINE MUSINGS.....

(Spencer/ Smokey from the hill)

 I'm surrounded by cats. Felines. Gold ones. Grey ones. Poofy ones. Inside and Outside. Sometimes more outside than inside. Sometimes, the inside ones long to be outside.  And the outside ones are always trying to see what is inside.The outside ones have  homes. Happy they are. But they hang out here. They eat the birds, play with  Deer poop jelly beans, and leap in the air after bugs.

          They sleep on the driveway, right in front of the door. They snore. And twitch.

 They sleep in the flower stands. They swish at the dirt and yank out moss. Helpful. Even in winter.

(Cordelia from the hill)

 They sit on the Heads and polish their paws.

 They stare  into the empty treat bag. Hopeful there will be more.

(Pye)

 Then there are the inside ones. Tuckered from a day of cat nip .

                                  Helping. Always helping.

 Inside they have meetings. To discuss the outside ones.I think they look for them on a daily basis.

 Outdoors,they sit on the porch, just out of reach...............................

And roll in the dirt ............

 And look through the glass door, morning and night.........................

(Bunny)

 While inside they never know dirt, or rain, or Deer poop jelly beans.

 But alllllllll the catnip they can handle.

 Outside they sit on the fence.

  (Bo)

 Inside, they  have the regal pose down to perfection.

 And  ever so often, you catch a glimpse of the outdoor ones, peeking through  fence slats.

    Wondering when there will be a treat, or an ear scratch, or a photo op.........