Sweet!
If it (they) work, then that's all that matters.

Dora

Love your pictures! Thanks for sharing.

Those are great! Such happy looking fur babies.

Great pictures!

Funny part is, we have a family of feral cats that the folks in a house behind us (diagonally) keep, but they don't seem to go after the squirrels. Birds and chipmunks, but not squirrels. Our dog could care less about squirrels and birds, but she'll eat bees and flies all day long.

At some point I want to fence in our yard for the dog to run around (she likes to dig, though), but we can't do it effectively because of the layout of our yard :\ My parents dog (Shiba Inu, Japanese hunting dog) does the job of keeping squirrels out quite nicely. I'm envious.

I would have given you first prize with that picture! Very cute, My cats (and a few extras that I feed) are hunters boy...A day doesn't pass when I dont see at least ONE mouse, mole or bird feathers. The mocking birds have my oldest cat charlie pegged. I always know where she is out there because they get all riled up when she's around. She's a marked cat and they dont forget.

Fortunately the wooded area behind us is too far away for the squirrels to visit. Too much landscape between them and us, and no trees to retreat into, they'd be toast for sure if they even dared come around here!!

My dog instinctively knows the difference between our 2 outdoor kitties and the big mean tom cat who comes around(our outdoor kitties were once strays/ferrel cats that have been tamed and now reside with us, outside in the day, in at night)

They all do their part, except for laying in my day lilie beds, I'm still wondering how they think that serves any greater purpose!!

How cute are your babies!
My furinator is now regulated to indoors. Boo Boo Kitty used to man all posts, nothing could cross the line without her kicking it's butt - not people, not animals. Heck, we rarely had a palmetto bug cross the line. Anything larger than she could tackle and she'd come and get me and we'd bust it together (like snakes).
She is retired now, and hardly even lifts her head when there's a bird in front of her, lol.

GGG -- Boo Boo Kitty sounds like she earned a well-deserved retirement after years of being on duty. I have my other two kitties relegated to the indoors for medical reasons. Someday Starbuck will have to retire but she's only about 4 so hopefully she still has years of service to my gardening cause ahead of her.

rjinga, love your babies too. Especially the white one staring into the camera. So far I haven't been able to train A.J. to stay out of my daylily field so I feel your pain. I can't tell you how many buds he's broken as he bounds by. He only showed up on our property as a starving pup last April and we're still working on some "issues". At the end of daylily blooming season last fall I put nylon pantyhose footies over all of my developing seed pods that I hybridized just like I always do to protect them from insect damage. Well, A.J. must have gotten bored and thought they looked fun to play with so when I got back from work one day I found somewhere between 30 or 40 nylon stockings littering my field, complete with huge broken off seed pods inside, slightly chewed of course. I could have killed him!!! All that time spent planning my crosses, gathering pollen, pollinating and waiting...all for nothing. Aaargh! I would have had far fewer casualties with the bugs, so this year no panty hose. Eventually maybe I'll get it fenced off with low voltage electric wire and hopefully he and any hungry deer will get the hint quickly.

He only knows the difference between cats and everything else that moves. He actually ran down a HUGE wild turkey that just happened to walk out of the woods one day while we were on a walk. That was the day I learned my sweet, submissive wouldn't-hurt-a-kitten stray pooch had some serious hunting dog in his gene pool. The turkey and I just stood there and looked at each other for a minute, we were both so surprised by the other's sudden appearance. But the instant he got nervous and decided to run away he was doomed. A.J.'s chase instinct kicked in and they both disappeared over the hill just as the bird took flight low to the ground. I was concerned about the dog because those turkeys can actually inflict some serious damage when threatened. I looked and looked for him for over an hour with no luck. Finally later that evening I walked out of the house to look for him again and he was laying in the yard next to a giant turkey carcass. I was shocked! Not only had he killed it but he dragged it back home over a mile and that bird was much bigger than he was! So....who's craving a turkey sandwich?

Danielle