This was the weekend of the “Artisans Tour” in our area. My wife and her friend drove around to various locations to see the crafts and products of many talented artisans.
While there was much to rave about, my wife mentioned one place in particular where she met a cat who thought he was a chicken. It was a blacksmith shop in the back of a nice little farmhouse located amidst some fabulous scenery in the Blue Ridge foothills. She thought it might make an interesting blog topic so we went back today with the camera.
This is one cool cat. Though we’re told he would rather get right into the hen-house to play with the chickens, he is usually relegated to outside the pen. Not to worry, some of the chickens come out to him. Below are some photos of this unusual encounter.
I couldn’t get too close because, while the cat easily befriends the chickens, he’s not at all fond of humans. But I think you’ll get the gist.
And you thought cats were ferocious predators.