The woodshed is the perfect camouflage for Minnie. Her colors blend with the grays, tans and whites of the logs around her.
There’s a new pile of wood outside the shed now. Greg Birch, our firewood guy, just delivered a truck load.
When there’s no wood stacked in the woodshed, it’s harder for the cats to get in the attic space above it. I’ve seen Flo climb straight up the wall. But Minnie, with her three legs, needs the stacked wood to get a foothold.
It’s a safe and dry place for the cats to spend the days and nights. And I have no doubt that there’s plenty of mice and chipmunks to hunt too.
