The Greatest Farm Cat

Buying or selling a house can require some negotiating between the past home owners and the potential buyers. For instance, the previous owners of our little house on the prairie had a couple of antique wagons and old farm equipment decorating the yard and flower beds. Those little touches added character, charm and curb appeal that aided in me falling in love with our home. We negotiated one of the wagons at the end of our drive way in our contract in lieu of the previous owners having to replace the microwave. The previous couple was divorcing and moving to town. I mentioned to the woman that anything they didn't feel like moving or packing from the flower beds she was more than welcome to just leave. I secretly hoped they would leaved it all.

The woman also mentioned that she wasn't sure what she was going to do with some of her animals when they had to move into town. She was talking about goats, chickens, geese, cats... I am not a fan of goats, have no need for geese, but I already had some chickens and what farm doesn't need a couple of mouse catchers?

At closing, our little house on the prairie came with some antiques, two hens and three cats.

Country life can be brutal. There are several predators out there that prey on other small animals. Of all our acquired pets, only one little black and white kitty is still around today. She lives outside, is a proficient mouser and has always been very friendly. We lock her in the Cat House (a small storage shed) every night to help protect her from all the trouble that lurks at night. But until a couple years ago, she was just a cat.

Our Brown Eyed Girl loves animals.

She has been fascinated by every living thing since the moment she could sit upright and focus intently on them. More than anything, she loves her kitty. She loves her little black and white kitty that greats us every morning at the front door and is waiting for us on the porch every evening when we pull into the drive.

This little farm cat has proven her weight in gold. She has tolerated hair pulling, tail pulling and even being sat on.

She follows our Brown Eyed Girl everywhere she goes. Her little shadow, her best friend.

Not many cats would put up with most of the torment our two-year-old dishes out on a daily basis. Even when the hair and tail pulling goes too far, she only gently nips or bats Brown Eyed Girl with her paw. Sometimes there is a hiss or two, but she never leaves her side. She just lays there taking the abuse. (I think she needs therapy) She just loves her little girl.


Miss Kitty was left outside over the Forth of July weekend last year while we were out of town. She got in a tussle with a stray and ended up with a couple of battle wounds. We didn't notice at first, but after a few days her wounds turned into a very infected abscess on her jaw. Poor Miss Kitty needed to see the vet.

Daddy was less than thrilled to be looking at a vet bill for the free farm cat. However, one look into those big brown eyes of his little girl and our very special Miss Kitty was having surgery, spending the night inside and getting all the special attention she had earned being our daughters devoted friend.

She is a one of a kind cat for sure. Our farm cat extraordinaire. I cringe the day she is no longer there to great us at the door and follow our Brown Eyed Girl around the farm.