I said, "I think she is pregnant." Those bulges I had noticed on her looked more like kittens than fat. Sure enough, on April 1st, she had the kittens.That's part of farm-style living in the city.
We have an old chicken coop that belonged to the previous owner of our cottage cabin. The first day Smokey kept her kittens on the side of the cabin in the flower bed I've been pulling weeds out of to get it ready to plant more flowers. The next day my husband was working on the yard with the weed-eater. She didn't like the noise and must have felt that the weed-eater was a danger to her little ones. She picked them up, one by one, and transported them to one of the holes in the old chicken coop. Each time I peeked in, she greeted me with a hiss. Maybe I'll keep one of the little ones and try to tame it. I think the only reason Smokey likes me is because she knows I'm the one that feeds her. See photos below.
|Antique window that I can't wait to do something with.|
When Mr. Fun and I purchased our cabin fixer upper, we inherited a lot of junk like the chicken coop and a few other pieces we thought we may use for future projects - like for gardening.
Let me show you some of the inherited junk for future projects. Got any ideas? I'd love to hear them.
|Love this arbor..|
|and this old bucket...|
|this one I've moved to the flower bed, getting ready to put a plant in it...|
|...not sure about this...|
|and here is the old coop...paint it?...plant in it?...hmm...we'll see after Smokey moves her babies out of here...|
|...planning to use the trellis for my tomatoes...|
|...look at those gorgeous neon eyes and the sweet little babies all huddled together...|
|...and Smokey and her sidekick, our Shih Tzu...|