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Meet Dudley.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten to be precise.

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Our new little guy still goes under the bed and shies away from loud noises…

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But when he’s out and about he’s a sweetie. And a bit of a goofball.

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With enough of the typical you were put on this planet to serve me cattitude to warrant his name.

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One minute he’s a cuddle bug, the next he runs away when we walk in the room. I have a feeling this little guy saw some trauma along the way. Patience will be required.

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Weed is the answer.

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The question – How do you get your new adopted kitty to relax?

The answer – Weed. Or as close to chronic as our 4 legged furry friends can get.

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Five days in – the recent addition to the family had been slowly acclimating to our house and routines… but he was still running under the bed or behind the couch every time we made noise.

Enter the catnip pouch.

I should have thought of this sooner… because now?

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We have one very chill feline.

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We’re gaining.

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Two full days in and we managed to get the new kitty out from under the china hutch.

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Granted it was just to under the coffee table, but that’s progress.

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I don’t think he was thrilled to have a close up portrait taken, but I’ve got news for him. You can’t be camera shy and live in this house. Momma’s got a blog to write.

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At the end of the third day he made it out into the open.

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And he really is a love bug once he feels comfortable.

I think it’s going to be a good fit, he just needs a little time.

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Because even turkeys get cold.

 

Our local feed store is a delightfully quirky place.

Owned and operated by a wonderful man who shares our love of critters, I always look forward to shopping there.

Case in point….

When a turkey chick failed to sell last year because it had a deformity of it’s wing? He adopted it.

The bird is now large, spoiled silly and something of a feed store mascot.

When the temperature drops to near freezing?

 

 

She comes inside and stays by the wood stove…

Because even turkey birds get cold.

 

 

 

Please note there are two chickens under the table as well.

I love my town!!