The new barn mousers have arrived. They came from another barn across the way that has a cat problem, and we have a mouse problem: all good. I took them up into the warm hayfilled mezzanine floor of the barn, high and safe, above the big animals, to acclimatise. When they can climb down by themselves they will be ready to join the frey. 
Until then they get room service. They have no names yet. We will see what they are like first.
There is very little light direct up there and you know how I feel about the flash, so these images lack some clarity, but make up for it with cuteness. They are surely not going to be scaring any ‘meeces to pieces’ just yet. In fact the mice are probably having a good giggle.
While I was up the top, trying to capture images of the two skittish new kittens I saw Li’l Puss The Scrapper down below playing with a poor unfortunate mouse. 
You kind of have to narrow your eyes and squint a bit to see him and his mouse but I am feeling very positive about the ultimate demise of this particular rodent. Good wee Scrapper. He is being called the Li’l Puss the Scrapper because he growls at all the other animals on the property.
Here is a wider view to give you some perspective. Daisy is good for perspective. 
The new fence is finished. Though, as many of you know, fencing is endless. 
Baby Bobby Blanc has begun to crop the outer regions of the property. We run long wires around the outside of each field and the calves are tethered to these wires and can roam up and down eating all the good stuff. 
It was an absolutely and completely gorgeous day yesterday. Although our temperatures started out chilly, we climbed to warm, still and stunning. When the surrogate milkers arrived at 5.15 on the dot, as usual, I was perched on a brick, with my eyes closed, taking in the sun. Caught you sitting down, they said with surprise. 
The Daily View and temperature were taken in the morning, the afternoon was much warmer. 
Good morning. Thank you so much for all your good advice about NaNoWriMo. I know many of you have done it before so all your good words are very welcome. November is going to be a month of extreme time management. Time management is something I am good at though. My task over the next few days is to document my day and look for time I can steal for writing. We won’t lose the daily blog though. This is my morning ritual. I could not bear to start my day without saying good morning to you.
Good Morning. You all have a lovely day. Look for loveliness today.
celi
On this day a year ago -One of the beach stories. Banty the Bantam Rooster. Such a funny little story. Hope you enjoy it.
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62 responses to “Big Scary Moggy Mousers: They have arrived!”
I must fall back to the oh so predictable, AWWWW!
Oh, the mousers are just gorgeous!
As is Daisy with her perspective.
Love those kittens! Your barn looks like the picture I had in my head while I was reading Charlotte’s Web with the children.
Now you have baby kittens to bring me here.. I might never leave:) I was thinking, if you uploaded all of these daily photos into a file, put them in iMovie in order.. then shorten the time for each, you’d have a little time lapse movie so easily! It could be quite cool at the end of a year. xx
Good morning, Celi, such a joy to wander around with you – the new kittens are too cute for words! 🙂
The new kittens are so cute! I remember our cats bringing their “prizes” to the door so we could see. That’s a great view of the barn interior from up there. What a blessing your surrogate caretakers are!
The first three photos remind me of my first kitten before I gave her away. Super cute!
Oh, ’tis truly wionderful to do a morning’s work, have a [luvverly] lunch, turn onto the farmy and burst out laughing! Think you have two very good sets of names suggested for the anti-mouse brigade – now we just have to hope one Li’l Puss the Scrapper takes pity on the other two would-be mousers 😀 !
Lovin that wide perspective shot and totally agree with you on flash. I do NOT use it. As for mice, I cannot tolerate them, not at all.
It’s so funny to think of those little kitties chasing mice – more like the other way round, I would think! I have my photos back and have just posted my first blog for ages! Do come and say hello before you plunge into the writing!
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We do love our cats Celi. This morning so much ooing and ahhing over the two sweet little darlings. Our two cats (who each lived to 20 years) were barn kittens. Both had the same grandmother, Turkey. Unfortunately Turkey didn’t take care and met her demise when a cow stepped on her. Basil and Sybil were fine friends and companions. When they went to kitty heaven it was a sad day for us. We have been unable to replace them – yet. But one day soon.
Virginia
Oh dear, i do worry about The Scrapper and the cow, he was observed this morning sitting happily washing himself right next to daisy’s hoof..
Those kitties are darling. Is there anything else as cute as a kitten?
Very scary!
Love those kitties!
Off the subject but Ronnie try feeding just safflower seeds, the bushy tailed ones don’t seem to care for them but all the birds do.