a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Saturday, October 17, 2009

The Chicken House Cat

Marcy calls him Pretty Boy. He has moved in with the chickens and they don't mind a bit. He eats scraps with them and also enjoys the laying pellets.

There is a small space where he can come and go and we fear something bad will find the spot. We do not close it because Pretty Boy seems so content.

We did have mice tunneling in the chicken house but I doubt we have them now.

9 comments:

Mildred said...

What a cute picture! I love cats. Enjoy your Sat.

Sunny said...

That is just too cute. What an adorable picture.
Sunny :)

Grammy said...

How cool . He is the guardian of the chicken house. I love to see animals get along.

Pat said...

I'm happy the chickens aren't afraid of him. It's nice to see different animals getting along. Now why can't humans follow suit?

ellen abbott said...

Animals are strange creatures, right? We find nothing odd about having pets, other species that we live with but when animals do it, it find it amusing. My sister had a chicken that prefers to live with the ducks, so she does.

mrscravitz said...

Prey and predator! WOW! This is so cool! I love it when the animals love one another!

allhorsestuff said...

HAHA!! He is their protector...a symbiotic relationship, with the mice and scraps!
Kac

The Green Stone Woman said...

That's so cool. He really sits there like he's right at home. Those are his chickens. I guess you better be kind to them. You weren't planning on having one for dinner, were you?

Nola @ the Alamo said...

That is too precious! I love it when animals peacefully coexist with one another; it gives me hope that mankind will learn to do the same someday. I fear animals are smarter, so not sure mankind will catch on!

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