Goldie~ I was checking out the back window, which looks onto the roof of our wood room, when I saw this.
Yes, that is poop on my roof. I think it must be a gang of rogue wild cats, leaving me a message. I am a hunter but not really a fighter. I really don't know what to do next. Shade, the clawless wonder, will be useless if we were attacked.
Am I hunting too many mice? Does my excess floof annoy them?
I am feeling a tad bit anxious. I will have to get my sidekick ready for a rumble. I better...
Shade~ Goldie, how many cats do you know eat choke cherries? None? Right. That poop belongs to coons. Quit the theatrics.
Goldie~ Oh. Sorry.