Rolling Dog Farm Blog

Alayne and I were heading over to Widget’s House this afternoon to medicate one of the dogs when we heard a cat wailing.  I turned around and looked back over my shoulder towards the cat house.  There, on top of a cat condo in the snowed-in outdoor enclosure, was blind Herbie.  And he was stuck.  He had heard us come outside and was calling for help. 

Today was bizarrely warm — we actually got to 40 degrees by midday after a week of sub-zero and single-digit temperatures — and we had opened the cat house window so some of the cats could go "snowshoeing" in their enclosure.  Well, this was the first time it’s been warm enough to leave the window open since Herbie arrived a few weeks ago … and he was adventuresome enough to go exploring.

Except that finding his way back from his perch on the cat condo was another story altogether.  So I had to go into the cat house, open the window wide, and reach through it to pluck him off the condo and bring him back inside.  The gate to the enclosure is buried in two feet of snow and wasn’t budging, which is why I couldn’t simply go into the enclosure to get him … and why I had to take this photo through the fence.

Herbie heard me opening the window and he knew I was coming for him, so he turned around and started reaching out towards me with a front paw … "I know you’re there somewhere!"