This little guy hangs out with me while I garden. He relaxes in the bark mulch while I work, watches me, talks to me, and stalks grasshoppers. I don't even know his name, but I call him "Canny-Kitty" because he reminds me of a black cat I had when I was in college that I named "Canny." He lives at the farm across the road, but I like it very much when he visits and patrols our perimeters. There are a ton of field mice around here and when the mice are not inhabiting our garage, I'm happy.
When Canny-Kitty is not in my garden, I have seen him sitting/climbing up in trees and and on top of dirt piles. He also has a favorite tree stump to sit on and watch everything go on around him. He's a definite free spirit, and I'm glad he chooses to spend some of his time with me.
When Canny-Kitty is not in my garden, I have seen him sitting/climbing up in trees and and on top of dirt piles. He also has a favorite tree stump to sit on and watch everything go on around him. He's a definite free spirit, and I'm glad he chooses to spend some of his time with me.
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