I love Mother, our murderous barn cat and constant photo companion. She seems to always be near me these days. When I go out to the barn. When I step out of the car. When I go to take the garbage out or bring the camera outside. I wonder if she wants to finally come into the farmhouse, to lead a softer life, a warmer life. Maria thinks not, she thinks Mother loves her life outside, and I trust Maria on these things, but something is different about Mother lately.
She does not go off on her two day hunting toots, and seems to always be near me, I think she is trying to tell me something.