If my cat Dutch hadn’t died in May this year, today would have been his 12th birthday. But his spirit must be roaming around the house yet since I heard a noise in the kitchen today and found my thermometer knocked over – the same one he would knock over and try to shove off the counter when I wouldn’t get out of bed in the morning to let him out on the porch. And I sure could use his help guarding my porches as the chipmunks are terrorizing my flower pots and a squirrel chewed several holes in my screen to get on the screen porch so I miss my critter watchman.

Critter Guard

It is finally getting warm enough to plant some flowers, which the chipmunks like to ‘unplant’ for me and now they will be even braver to come on the porch to unearth the plants since my cat, Dutch, went to the happy hunting ground as he passed away yesterday afternoon. Hunting chipmunks was the rare time had patience as he could watch the hole where chipmunk had disappeared for hours. He wasn’t very successful but seemed to enjoy it and still had one last hunt Saturday evening even if his eye sight might have been failing him in his old age since I had to point out the chipmunk for him.

The Last Hunt