stray cat,
originally uploaded by cindigodotcom.

I have a special place in my heart for Siamese cats. I’ve been feeding this stray and her scrappy, black tomcat boyfriend for a month or so. Since we got the goat, she’s become much more brave and friendly. Who knew goats had a calming effect not only on horses but cats.

Today when I drove into the driveway she ran to the backyard and sat at a good distance from the door waiting for me to fill up a bowl with Whiskas dry.

I like having animals that live outside. They’re much easier to deal with. Yesterday, Andy called me over to show me that the cat was lounging comfortably in the goat’s over sized dog carrier with sawdust in the bottom with the goat sitting on top of it chewing grain. It was pretty cute, I wish I had a picture. I also wish that the goat hadn’t chosen next to the glass door on the deck as his preferred living area. I think you can see some of the goat poo in the above picture. Irritating, but not irritating enough for me to really take care of the problem other than sweep off the deck every other day.

This is Edward. The cat that I half jokingly tell people raised me.

Andy is in Vegas until tomorrow. I’m reveling in my freedom by uncharacteristically laying on the couch, drinking tea and watching bad sci fi (no sarcasm font available).