Critters

We like critters around here. We have several. Not as many as I'd like but still, quite a few. If I had my way we'd add chickens, rabbits, and maybe baby goats. Whitney doesn't share my opinion. Probably because he doesn't want to take care of any more and he assumes he'd be the one to do that. I have the best of intention and the kids and I pretty well take care of what we have but he's right. He'd probably be the one gathering eggs, feeding goats and cleaning rabbit cages. So we are happy with the critters we do have...mostly.


This is Coco. She's my baby. We got her at 6 weeks and she literally believes I'm her mommy. Whitney reminds me that my parents gave her TO THE KIDS for Christmas a couple of years ago.





We currently have eight of these adorable things running around. Two mama cats had kittens within days of each other. These kittens don't seem know which cat is their mother and the mama cats don't seem to mind. It's like a kitty commune. We love having outdoor cats for a reason. We'll get to that later.






Of course, here's Chuckie. Chuckie and Buddy are still alive and well. The kids have also added a third frog to the mix and that's Chuck. Colin is not very original with names it seems.

This is one of the butterflies we raised from caterpillars. It was so fun! I'll have a blog about that whole experience soon.

As you can see, we have cute and cuddly critters, critters that are green and slimy, and flying critters. We like them. The kids learn responsibility and it's just plain fun!

We have them for other reasons than just fun. For example, we got an outside cat shortly after moving into our house five years ago. After seeing a large snake in the driveway we decided a cat was a good idea. Of course the cats have multiplied a bit but we don't mind. We like them. And we've only seen 2 live snakes in the yard in five years. Until today. Grace almost stepped on THIS!

Seems to be about 1 foot and a half long. Whitney just about shot it's head off. Then Colin beat it with an ax handle. Seriously, he did. Whitney says is a copperhead. I sincerely hope he's wrong and that it's just a rat snake. But I'm sure he's not.

This tells us maybe the big cats don't need that second big bowl of food every evening. They need to use their God-given instincts and HUNT and KILL things like SNAKES!


Just sayin'.