This is Leah, the cutest cat ever. The idea of getting a cat
was prompted by the presence of a large herd of mice that live in the cellar and under the garage, attracted by the constant chicken feed buffet available to them. I have ignored them as much as possible, warning the girls to send their guests home before I round the corner of the house. Nevertheless, there are usually some stragglers headed for cover as I come into view. The population has grown to proportions quite unacceptable, even to me. There is no way I will intentionally kill any living thing, so traps or poison were unacceptable. I asked Lisa, who has chickens, about the problem and she told me she has no problem because she has cats. Ahah!, I thought. But then I realized I wouldn't let any cat of mine outside because of the danger out there. Nevertheless, the idea had been planted, and to make a longish story short, I adopted Leah from the shelter in Calais. According to sources on the internet, though, cat litter is supposed to drive rodents away, so I've been trying that. I empty Leah's cat box outside around the foundation of the garage and the house, where the mice live. I believe it is working.........or possibly it is just wishful thinking and selective observation that keeps me from seeing the little freeloaders.