05/28/2026
One of my pest control specialists left me a gift this AM. A dead rat on the door step, where I walk to my car on the way to work, where I would see it. I have received a few rats in the barn, a big rat outside the chicken coop yesterday, and one last week while mowing. You might wonder how I know it's for me? I'm sure it's from Katniss our oldest, feral barn cat. She is content to follow me wherever I go, without ever being touched. She clearly appreciates her twice a day cat food, in her own bowl away from the younger, more friendly cats. I see her out hunting everyday, but only occasionally does she gift me rats, mice, or moles. Like a crow bringing baubles to humans, relationships are formed with all the animals. Literally the nicest part of the day!
