The usual cry around here is “Who let the cat IN!!” This spring however we have had to lock up Liz for the sake of two Bluebird,one Tree Swallow, and three or four Barn Swallow nests. Oh yeah, let’s not forget the Hummingbirds.
We live on an 80 acre farm with several out buildings including a huge barn so all nine of the cats live outside my house. There are exceptions for illness and old age but they are only allowed in my pottery studio and the breezeway. As long as they don’t break anything.
Most of the cats have had their summer of carnage when they were young but usually some strategic mouse traps at the base of the bluebird houses, a well thrown glass of water or letting the dogs out kept things under control. But Liz is a holy terror. She hides under the red poppies to grab unsuspecting Hummingbirds.
She also thinks it’s a great good game when the Barn Swallows dive bomb her. She waits for them to swoop into range and tries to grab them out of the air. Barn Swallows build their nests in the most unreachable spots you can imagine, not even a coon could get them. Yet they insist on putting themselves at risk and of course if the parent dies…
Most cats outgrow this penchant for birds, they get harassed too but they keep their head down and move it along. They sleep under the car instead of on top of it and I even had one old cat, Floyd that laid out in the sun and let the Mockingbirds slam right into him.
So we’ll see who wins this battle of wills. My plan as usual is to feed her till she’s too fat to care. It’s worked on most of them so far.
The real question is what level of damage can I stand!
Then I remind myself, baby birds are baby birds,
cats are cats
and clay is dirt.
Time? That’s all I have.
PS. Cali was another holy terror (she nailed a squirrel when she was still a kitten) but these days all she wants is IN !