I can't really imagine the farm without the cats now. They came to us from my brother Shea. They had a bizarre back story that we really don't know the details of. The momma cat and her two kittens showed up on Shea's doorstep one day and of course were given food. A neighbor soon told them that he had brought them there - he didn't speak fluent English so it was a broken conversation. But the gist was the neighbor had rescued them from an abusive household and he wanted Shea to take care of them (apparently, Shea has 'sucker' printed on his forehead since he raised another stray momma and her kittens the year before). Alas, Shea was not actually thrilled to have yet more cats added to his household, so the trio was whisked off to the farm to become barn cats.
Well, barn cats they are not. Momma Cinder and her now grown babes Momo and Barley, have never even set foot in the barn. But this year they have finally proven their worth catching gophers! The gophers made a mess of our garden last year and we hope that the cats actually prove a good deterrent because nothing else we did kept them at bay. Here's the first gopher Momo caught - I'd never seen a gopher so up close and personal. They are nasty things and could probably do some real damage with those claws!
And they are always a pleasure on a rainy day when we are all cooped up inside. Nothing beats seeing some kitties snuggle! Momo and Barley are champion snugglers.
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