Share This Story
Our camping trip took an quite unexpected and exotic turn when Mother Nature subjected us to a vicious wild cat invasion.
Hey dogs. Whose picnic table is this?
When we hang out in our campsite on our picket line, Hu-Dad expects us to be calm and quiet no matter who walks past. We questioned the rules when these creatures tried to claim our campsite as their own.
Yes, they are IN our campsite!
We yelled at them, but reinforcements appeared from the woods.
Are you yelling at my friends?
Oh, sure, some of you are saying they are cute, but let’s be clear they are armed and dangerous. This photo proves it.
Sharpening the weapons (or giving us the paw).
P.S. – Yes, this is a colony of feral cats living in the woods right behind our campsite. The gray one has been particularly brave and taunted us several times.
7 Comments
Leave a Comment
A Kibble Jar
Call it a tip. Or the euphemestic "Buy me a coffee." Or, in our case, "Buy us some kibble." Hu-Dad prefers patronage. Generous patrons have supported artists throughout history. Whatever you want to call it, if you enjoyed this post, consider making a donation to help offset the costs of this website. Your support will help keep our stories ad free.
Read Another Story
← Back One Story ◊ OR ◊ Forward One Story →
Hu-Dad's Latest Musing
Our Hu-Dad shares the latest updates on his writing projects, the books he's reading, and other details in random musings posted on his website. You can check out his novels there as well.
Wings of Doom
December 12, 2024
A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.
Hu-Dad's Novels
His books pay for our food!
Charlee: “Wow, our feral cousins seem to have quite the attitude.”
Chaplin: “Mama says I have an attitude too sometimes.”
Charlee: “Not to the point of taunting an entire pack of dogs.”
Chaplin: “Well, I have attitude. I’m not crazy.”
Charlee: “We wanted to come and thank you all for being Dennis’s good friends for all these years.”
Chaplin: “Yes, it meant a lot to him, and to Mama and Dada too.”
Charlee: “Dennis told us to come and tell you ‘ok bye’.”
Both: “Ok bye.”
There is a colony of feral cats in the farm behind us (they are barn cats). Every once in a while they venture through the field into our property … I’m not sure if it’s a rite of passage for the cats or for them to laugh at how stupid they can make the dogs act
Oh wow-our boy does NOT like kitties at all. He moans and groans at the site of just one-this group would have set him off in a frenzy of being upset!!! What good sibes to CONTROL themselves-lol!!
Someone loves and cares for these feral kitties.
Wow… such vicious beasts invading your campsite! What’s a Sibe to do!!
Nice, healthy looking kitties. Did they drive Landon nuts?
WOW! They look pretty healthy for feral cats!!
That could be a real problem with 1 Sibe,must be quite a challenge with 4 !!!!