Cats are a mysterious kind of folk- there is more passing in their minds than we are aware of.
- Sir Walter Scott
This week we had a wonderful weather almost every day. The weekend is looking pretty amazing too. Last night we were blessed with few showers that continued through the night and into this morning, but the afternoon is forecasted to be a mix of sun and clouds with the balmy temperature of 20°C.
As a result, the kitty cats had a pretty good week as well. They were out every afternoon nibbling on the new sprouts and soaking up the sun.
Speaking of kitty cats, I noticed something that I am quite happy about. As Hercules is getting older, he is venturing out less and less opting to stay closer to home. I am guessing that with increasing age, just like humans, cats mature and are less prone to risk taking. Of course I know that some humans never really mature. ;D
The very first year we got Hercules we tried to keep him indoors the whole summer. It was easier said than done because we live in the home and the back doors are always opened in the summer as we go in and out. Try to keep a young kitty away from that. It was very hard and he would cry and cry if we locked him out. Instead I opted to take him out for short walks and got him accustomed to the leash.
The second summer, Hercules was out a little more and with a little more freedom. I still had him on the leash most of the time but I did allow him to roam free at times. He was a real hunter. He chased everything that moved. All the squirrels and chipmunks in our yard were on the alert.
When the third summer came I started him off on the leash and as the summer progressed I gave him more freedom. I noticed that he was staying close to home either in our yard or in the neighbour's yard. The neighbours got a new kitty that year and they would take the little fella out on the walk sometimes and so Hercules found himself a new friend.
Last summer we did not use the leash anymore and Hercules was allowed to go out and venture on his own because I noticed that he was staying close to home and when he wandered out of my sight and I called him, he usually came back within minutes. We were both comfortable with this arrangement and Hercules had a wonderful summer. Unfortunately at the end of the season he did find a trouble somewhere and didn't come back home for the night. I was one tight ball of nerves until he returned and he was so traumatized by his experience, he didn't ask to come outside for the whole following week. One day I will tell you this story.
This makes me very happy because I want the best of the both worlds for him. I want him to be able to experience the outdoors when he needs it, get the fresh air and feel the sun against his skin but at the same time I want him to be as safe as possible and that can only happen if he stays on our property.
Looks like he is starting to agree with me.