May 02, 2007


Okay, does anyone want a cat?

Stupid thing.

Catherine let him out yesterday after we got home, and the first thing he did was go straight over to the neatly rowed garden plot and walk all over it, knocking my nice little rows askew. And then he continued to return every so often to roll in between the rows and knock the tops off the hills, and he's so smitten with the damp dirt that he can't even be chased out by the normal things such as hissing, poking with a rake, or being punted like a football.

ANYway, we got corn, carrots, radishes, beets, peas, cabbage, and Brussel sprouts planted, in spite of the feline interference.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at May 2, 2007 09:06 AM

First- as you have noted. cats love fresh dirt. Minewill play in a flower bed in a minute. One of the flower beds out front is sanctuary for Uinta cat.

Second, cats like to be where you are and to see/supervise what you are taking interest in. You are playing in the dirt, the cat wants to know why and what you're doing.

I had a cat once I named Motorhead because every time I had the hood up on a vehicle, he was there to oversee my work. I couldn't teach him to hand (paw) tools to me though.

Posted by: Nate at May 2, 2007 11:11 AM

Well, obviously he wasn't a trained Service Cat.

As for Lightning, I'm thinking about setting him up his own pile of dirt he can play in all he wants.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 2, 2007 11:16 AM

With dogs all you get are various pits about the lawn and the occasional mole carcass.

Of course they do enjoy digging in freshly turned soil, especially if it has compost added in.

That's why I have a container garden.

Posted by: Sarah G. at May 2, 2007 11:18 AM

There's a good idea for a post, Terry. Names people gave their pets and why. Gotta say, Motorhead is a great name.

I named my cat Bennie, even though she's a girl, in honor of my neighbor and friend who passed away the week I got her.

Posted by: mike hollihan at May 2, 2007 12:24 PM

I think you're right, Mike--this one gets an whole Thursday Three devoted to it.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 2, 2007 12:52 PM

A pile of dirt with the cat way underneath does not classify as a pile of his own.

Posted by: jim at May 2, 2007 01:36 PM

::drops shovel::

Hmm?! WHAT!?

Oh! Nothing, nothing at all! Just pretending like we're at the beach!


Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 2, 2007 01:57 PM

Don't say that or my dogs will dig it up.

Posted by: Sarah G. at May 2, 2007 04:12 PM


Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 2, 2007 04:20 PM