The spring ritual has begun, chasing the broody bantam out of the house. Again and again and again. I throw her out the back door and she's run around the house back in the cat window before I've even shut the back door. I've finally given up.

So she thinks she's got run of the house. Much to Gizmo's displeasure. Finding a chicken in the house is traumatic for the marmalade kitty.
Poor Gizmo, hiding behind the door of the bathroom waiting to see if the crazy bantam will just go away on her own.
Not before she gets a snack!
No comments:
Post a Comment