Stumpy Visits the Great Indoors

Stumpy is a sweet alley cat. He is all love and purrs. He comes and sits with Dee quite often and meets us at our cars. Occasionally he has come into the house and walked around with no harm to or from the other cats or the dog. Daisy has gotten a nice scratch out back from chasing Stumpy who has luxurious claws as weapons.

But as it has gotten colder here - in the teens and twenties, we've worried about stumpy and on the coldest nights let him sleep in the house. This is interesting, it causes Vegas and Laura Ingalls some consternation - hissing and big tails while stumpy just looks at them like, "huh? It's cool, it's cool..." Stumpy doesn't know how to use cat doors which is good really. In the early morning when we emerge from the bedroom he greets us and walks over to the door to be let out.

Last night it was quite cold and I went out to the front porch to check and see if he was in the box Dee has put out for him with an old towel. He wasn't. As I looked off across the street, here comes Stumpy - booking across the road towards me. He meowed and walked past me to the edge of the door and when I opened it, he hopped inside! I came in and he was all sweetness and affection and Laura and Vegas chewed him out and showed him their extra large tails. Margeaux just goes with the flow and doesn't seem to have a problem with the visiting gentleman. I actually held him last night in Dee's absence and he was just sweet showing me his daggers and wiggling all around.

Then, this morning - he went straight to the door. I'm sure if he had opposable thumbs he'd have let himself out - he isn't a man to stick around for breakfast and chit chat. Later he came back to the garage as I was coming and going and brought Pepperdine with him - the fluffy gray tabby who is skittish and more feral.

I looked for him outside tonight but no Stumpy. I'll peek out before going to bed but he must be out on the town.