The escape artist

With the long summer days, Miss Nimbus the expert bird hunter is trapped indoors until 9:30 now.  Since the Anna’s hummingbird has become a regular visitor at the pond, protecting these avian jewels is even more important.

The handy cat door has a large concrete block in front of it, how frustrating!  It is on a small magazine to protect the floor, and Nims has been scratching at the paper in a vain attempt to escape.  I clean up the scrap paper and there is always more.  She can see outside through the hole in the concrete block and get little whiffs of outdoor air, but it is too heavy to move.

darn obstacle

can she tunnel out?

She has gotten to where I think she can tell time, as soon as the hour approaches she is begging to go out.  She knows the words “want to go out?”  She knows a finger held up means no, and a finger pointed at the door means yes!

is it dark outside yet?

Both of them have alerted me to strangers in the yard by growling.  They play fetch and go for walks with me.  All these tricks that only dogs are supposed to know, what smart cats.