Flo the barn cat and I have a special relationship every since she charmed me into bringing her into the house from the woodshed last winter. We are right, sometimes she comes up to me – she chased Fate all over the yard today – will just leap onto a chair and up onto my shoulder, she loves to ride around with me like that, Maria happened to be holding my camera. I kind of like having her up there.

This morning, I learned how to get Chloe to kiss me on the nose, this afternoon I had a barn cat on my shoulder. Red looked horrified, Fate wouldn’t come near us. Fate is about the only thing she fears.

I am grateful for all of these creatures. And for all of you creatures out there. Happy Thanksgiving.