ChickieChickieMama
Songster
I went to let the ladies (and gents) out into the run this morning and from within I hear a very low drawn out "meooooow! Meeeeeeow!"
Heartbroken, I open the door and out runs my own housecat, who had been hiding in the corner (apparently all night!). Meanwhile, my six week old chicks were all strutting around the coop, happily playing in the pine shavings and ignoring my poor traumatized kitty!
So much for my tough streetcat rescue...I think we have the makings of a good barn cat!
(This was Toulouse with Delilah, one of the chicks when they were little...it seems our forced socializing worked!)
Heartbroken, I open the door and out runs my own housecat, who had been hiding in the corner (apparently all night!). Meanwhile, my six week old chicks were all strutting around the coop, happily playing in the pine shavings and ignoring my poor traumatized kitty!
So much for my tough streetcat rescue...I think we have the makings of a good barn cat!
(This was Toulouse with Delilah, one of the chicks when they were little...it seems our forced socializing worked!)