One year I caught a black snake eating her young. I tried prying the snake off the last hatchling, but it was already dead. I wanted to cry. It was early enough in the season that she was able to hatch out another clutch, but evidently she no longer cared for that spot and moved her nest to the front porch.
So for the last three years she's been gracing our front porch with her presence (and her poop....all over the porch). The only problem is that Outside Kitty is still an outside kitty, if even for only part of the day. I figured that she would jump ship and build another nest where there wasn't a huge, sleek, 20-lb. feline with an appetite for small birds, but she has stayed put. Not the smartest move, I thought. Or isn't it?
|Don't fall out....or you're supper!|
|When not prowling the homestead, Manboob|
Kitty makes sure the bed is held down.