I know what you’re thinking.
You’re thinking, Boy, that Vivian sure can wrap a hutch.
There was rain in the forecast for Sunday , a chilly early Fall rain. Panic! I had to rush out and get the hutch rain-proofed for my backyard cats! First, I insulated the walls and floor with down-filled sleeping blankets that I got from the thrift sotre ($5 each! What a bargain! )
The I wrapped three big-ass tarps wrapped around it, giving it eight layers of tarp.
The rain started right on schedule, around 4 o’clock Sunday afternoon. At first, Taffy and Lickety thought that their hutch was just a fancy stationery umbrella.
But then Taffy figured it out (that’s the tip of his tail you see, there, disappearing through the hutch doorway).
And then Lickety got a clue.
Yeah. She sat out the rain in the rhododendron tree. Sigh. When I checked up on her later, she’d left the tree and had gone to her cubbie in the garage, so I could stop worrying about her spending the afternoon in the rhododendron tree.
It rained heavily ALL AFTERNOON, and into the night. It was still raining when I woke up in the middle of the night and heard rain and began to worry. I hoped that all my little feral cats were all tucked up in a dry, warm, cozy place. So that’s why I was out in the backyard at 3:22 this AM to check up on my herd:
That’s Taffy, Lickety, and Oscar from next door, high and dry.
I really should have made that hutch big enough so I could crawl in and curl up in the middle of all that purring.