My cat Riley is a busy guy. He is our only outdoor cat. He manages 12 acres of property and he takes his duty seriously. He can be found at all four corners of our property hunting and protecting the family. He accompanies me on any outdoor chore I have. He loves to help in the garden just as much as he enjoys “helping” with the chickens. Occasionally he manages to get into the coop with me and somehow in the chaos he creates a chicken tends to get outside. In them end I’m covered in sweat, feathers are everywhere, my chickens need therapy, and Riley couldn’t be happier.
Daily Riley brings us his hunting spoils. Most days I can recognized the mouth full of rodent meow when he announces his arrival at the back door. He brings his catch home while they still have some fight left in them. He deposits them on the mat-of-death and proceeds to play with them. He also continues to meow until someone acknowledges his job well done. Once they either are done fighting back or someone steps out to praise him he eats his prey.
One would think that he isn’t well fed, but he gets two large meals per day brought outside to him. I guess he believes in the raw food diet in addition to the pampered cat diet. He eats everything but the poop sack. Somedays I have to go out just to shake off all the old dried poop sacks that are left on the mat-of-death.
When the sun is fully on the backyard Riley can be found lounging in his dog bed on the back deck. He is quick to appear and volunteer to walk me anywhere I need to go on the property. He is chivalrous that way. He generally likes to be carried back and rewards me with his huge purr.
I’d love to know exactly what he does in the evenings. I see him all over the property, but never at the back deck where his beds and dinner bowl stay. He returns late at night asking for an evening scratch and some love. Riley never, ever, ever likes to come inside. During terrible storms we try to bring him in and he hollers the entire time.
The life of Riley is a good one. I am quite certain I can see him smiling throughout the day and night.
Health and Beauty Facts says
Thanks for sharing. I have never owned a cat, interesting…dogs are boring :).
So nice of you to give Riley a nice home.
Kayla says
Riley is a rescue cat. He brings us so much joy. We have a dog too. A day in his life is: wake up, pop & potty, eat, sleep on the couch, snuggle with people, sleep some more, with a couple of potty breaks in between. It would have been a short blog post.
Ann S. says
Mat of death LOL!!! love it. I have a spoiled princess that lives outside. She gets special food that the other cats don’t get. A special bed to sleep on in the barn that the other cats don’t get. yes. She’s spoiled. 🙂
Kayla says
We named it the mat of death because he seems to like to make the final kill on that welcome mat. Riley has a special heated bed that the indoor cats don’t get – yep sometimes it is fun to spoil your fur baby.