The kittens have caught 3 pigeons this week. They keep dragging the corpses downstairs from the haymow. I keep throwing them outside. Today’s pigeon had been beheaded. I found Shylo batting the head around on top of a feed barrel, just like she was playing with a little ball. Ewwww!
These two kittens have basically taken over Ruby’s nesting spot and made it into a bed. The hens aren’t laying much now that we are well into winter. However, I can foresee issues if the kittens are napping and Ruby needs to lay an egg.
Did I ever think I would see Tiggy, my grumpy old man, snuggling with the kittens.
Cookie on top of the desk, Trouble sitting in Ruby’s favorite nesting spot.
You wash my face, I’ll wash yours.