Yesterday it was just a little after 4 p.m. when I was leaving the sewing room and Cat was sauntering down the driveway, headed towards his food bowl. He seems to spend most of his days in that direction . . between the house and the highway. Maybe there are fewer hungry critters, looking for a tasty snack, in that area.
Cat has become a bit more comfortable around us and has developed a routine. First thing in the morning, he hangs around waiting for breakfast. Then he goes into the orchard and finds a bit of privacy (NOT) for his morning bodily functions. Then out into the woods he goes. Late in the afternoon, he comes back to the house for an early dinner and then he hangs around and acts hungry til Vince feeds him one more time before he goes off and does whatever he does at night.
Yesterday as he was heading towards his food bowl, I stood very still in the middle of the driveway to see how close he would get to me. He had to pass right by me to get to the food bowl.
As he came down the driveway, he moved to my left. I guess he calculated that was the easier path in case he had to make a quick getaway from the crazy woman with the camera . . and the one who controls the food!
Mud! See that! Mud means we’ve had rain and while there was a time I would have squawked about mud in the driveway, these days I welcome anything that represents moisture! Living in a drought certainly changed my perspective about puddles and mud.
As he got closer, instead of walking right past me, he cut through the carport . . and all the clutter that has accumulated in there.
While making his way to the food bowl, he kept a cautious eye on me.
Under the Highlander . .
Around the corner . .
At last . . to the food bowl. And he never had to get close to the crazy lady with the camera!