Like somebody else stated cats and the work do not exist together, however they do have certain activities and they can keep themselves very well entertained for a day. Cats can get into such projects as crying, fighting (rough housing with the other cate or dogs) chasing, climbing, swimming, eating, sleeping, yowling st things from the window and generally being a nuisance. On a nonproductive day they demand to be petted, groomed, held and most of all importantly be fed their gourmet meal.
My cat Dudley got out and went back to the barn where we found him as a kitten, he decided to go investigate what this big red and black building and why all the animals seemed so thrilled to go inside it.
His first investigation and fun was to chase out all the geese and chickens and scatter them in the yard. He shortly got bored with that and went back into the barn where he found the pigmy goats and started harassing the goats. He got them running out of the barn into the paddock and tried to entice the kids to play with him. After all that the me at all the stalls empty.
Dudley soon got bored and decided to go back in the barn once again to see what fun h could muster. He decided to go hunting in the grain room and he killed all the rodents that he could find for about three hours, had his fill of catch the rodent game. Left them nicely laid out in front of my office and went about to fill bigger and better things. While he was in the grain rom he managed to knock vet all the supplements, measuring cups, scales and anything under 25 pounds pushing bags over knocking all the measuring cups off the shelves.
He was done n 5hevfirst floor and decided to see what all was in 5he loft and why the kids loved being up there so much. Once up there his tail started shaking and shuddering back and forth, whiskers on high alert, almost comical. He finally settled at the opening and was enjoying us working it in the yard where he finally settled in and went to sleep, or so we thought.
When we got back in the barn we fund about fifteen bird nests he managed to empty and pull down, saved up from having to do this since the birds would not keep poohing in the horses grain and hay feeders making them sick.
His final act of the day in the barn around 6 pm was to spook the cow and the yearlings, thankfully they were the pet ones not the milk ones. He found their feed absolutely Intriguing. He couldn’t get enough feel of the greens going in between his toes the squishy feeling the dearth, he had a good time running up and down meowing jumping like Pepe le Pew spinning wallowing and rolling in the grain food, mixed with a little sticky molasses sweet feed we used to tempt the weanlings to eat.
When Dudley finally got out of the feeders he was covered with sticky grins and a bunch of other things from when he was in the barn... and instead of being cute orange tabby Dudley looked like a nasty dusty gray or mangy old cat.
His final fun of the day was being caught, it wasn’t much of a chase we just went to the house and said “Supper time” at which he came trotting out of the barn, tail held high up to us standing at the front door. Much to his dismay he ended up getting a shower because he was filthy, smelly, sticky yet overly pleased with himself over the days work. He want thrilled over the shower and was hinting he wanted to swim in the tub, he qcted like all 4 legs were broken and refused to stand, preferred laying like a sack of coins, just about as heavy. He got his nails trimmed, blow dry and we headed off to bed with just a quick sand which.
About 10:00 Dud cane in with his food dish and dropped it on my head, sat patiently on my chest starring at me..... “mom you forgot to feed me ya dummy, I was a good boy and waited, but your hours late!”
Since his busy day the most I’ve seen him do anything is eat, play and watch the goings on pass by. He was stiff for several days but managed to act like nothing ever happened. Now when the doors open he stretches and yawns then goes back to what he does best, being a lazy cat.
· 3 weeks ago