I was a little late to work this morning. Only a few minutes, really. Let me tell you why.
This morning, when I was taking Daisy on her morning walk around the yard, we walked past the woodpile next to the garage. I have been thinking about snakes in my yard ever since I almost stepped on one at my parent's house last weekend. Me and snakes are like Indiana Jones and snakes: we hate 'em. The give me the heebie jeebies. So I was paying close attention to the wood pile, just to make sure I didn't see any of them basking in the morning sunshine. I didn't see any snakes, but a pair of green eyes flashed back at me from under some wooden boards.
Daisy didn't even notice the creature, but I didn't want her to scare it, so I yanked her leash away quickly and took her inside. It was a small brown cat and only it's head was peeking out from it's hiding place. I took Jip out for his walk and avoided the wood pile so he wouldn't disturb the little cat. I wondered if maybe she had gone in there to have kittens.
After I got dressed, (I walk my dogs in my pajamas, usually tucked into my farm boots...scared of snakes, remember?) I went out to hang some laundry on the line and feed the rabbit. Right before I left, I checked to see if the cat was still there. I didn't want to disturb her in case she had kittens so I snuck up quietly and peeked at her. She stared straight into my eyes and didn't move. I'm not sure how long she has been there and I was afraid of disturbing her. It's supposed to be around 90 degrees out today and there is no shade on the pile of wood so, even though I was running late, I ran back inside to make her a little dish of water. I put it right next to her head and she didn't move.
I really hope she isn't stuck. Joey and I will have to check on her tonight when we get home from work. I don't know if she belongs to anyone in the neighborhood since there's so many cats wandering around. I hope she's ok. I'll let you know.