In the winter, all the barn cats come home--even my
traveling Luna. We open the inside stairs to the hayloft
so they have more space to hang out.
This winter we have an extra cat, Patches...an older boy that
now calls this barn home. He was cautious around me at first,
but now let's me pat his head, following me around with a raspy meow.
One of my favorite times of the day is when I get home from
work. I am always greeted by a small herd of cats, anxious
for a refresher of food & water, a kind word & touch and a reminder
that this big red barn is their home.