The field next to our long farm lane has a
HUGE! BIG! GREEN! MACHINE in it!
Totally and
completely SCARY!
I’m having a very hard time staying outside!
TLC Cai-Cai
It rained.
Sure, did put a crimp in my style.
I tried to go out and cruise around the farm
But it was just too wet.
You have to know if it’s raining: I get wet
If it’s raining the weeds get wet
So, I get even wetter!
I have a hard time being inside. I go STIR CRAZY. That’s what Mom says.
When I’m stirring crazy, I climb the drapes and sharped my claws on the furniture, and I run as fast as my legs will carry me all over the house.
In a frenzy.
So, Mom, says…” Okay, TLC Cai-Cai, you can go outside, but it IS wet.”
Mom opens the door and I Dash out. Wet or not I’m going OUTSIDE!
Just so you know…I have figured out a place to stay if it is too WET….
I stay in the hen house, while the hens go out and scratch around in their pen.
Works for me.
And sometimes I can catch a mouse in there.
TLC CAI-CAI
I have had to figure out How to be outside. Mostly because I am still learning ‘stuff.’
This Spring and Summer were wonderful, I enjoyed (I still do, but it’s not the same soft stuff I used to enjoy) the lawn!
And catching birds, which I couldn’t let Mom see because she would take them away from me.
Chasing weeds, and now leaves are a huge part of FUN.
I chased grasshoppers and all sorts of bugs—which seem to be gone now.
And Mice. I can still chase and kill and NOW EAT mice.
But my latest is catching————-RUN! THAT IS A COYOTE!!
SNAKES!!!
They are so incredibly swirly, twisty, and weird that I LOVE Finding Them.
I bring them to the house so Mom or Dad can see what I found.
SNAKE!!!
TLC CAI-CAI
Tuesday and Thursday were a huge pain in my fluffy tail.
It rained.
Then it sleeted.
Then the wind blew a gale.
Then it rained again.
There is Nothing!
I mean NOTHING!
To do inside.
So, I went outside anyway.
What a stupid idea THAT was!
Mom said I have to get used to the fact that sometimes I just won’t want to be outside.
Like Tuesday, and Thursday….
I went outside all day Wednesday; Mom had to drag me back inside. (With the promise of Kitty Candy…just say’n.)
Sigh!
TLC Cai-Cai
Mom says I’m ten months old now. Ten Months.
I’ve been with Mom and Dad since I was 6 or 7 weeks old. That’s a long time. And it’s been a good time. I’m very glad I have Mom and Dad.
I really don’t know what happened—why I was thrown away at such a tiny, tiny age, but I was.
I used to have Mindy Kit-Cat Brown, but she left. Mom was really sad and upset for a very long time.
Neither Mom and I understand why Mindy had to leave, I wanted to be her friend and everything. Mom said Mindy decided to go, that she got jealous (whatever that is) and wanted a different life.
I’m sorry. This is a really nice life. I would share it with her.
Anyway, back to being 10 Months Old.
WHAT a great time I’ve been having—there are birds to chase, mice to capture and toss in the air, and grasshopper–-GREAT BIG GRASSHOPPERS! They hop AND fly.
But for some reason…most of the birds are gone, the mice aren’t I still find lots and lots of mice, and a random stiff grasshopper.
Mom says it’s because it’s turning cold outside.
Which brings me too now!
The sun has started taking a LONG time to wake up! A LONG TIME.
Mom won’t let me go outside until the sun is UP! She says I have to wait until all the wild cats,
the foxes, and the
coyotes have gone to bed. Then I can go outside and play.
I go outside! The minute she will let me! I RUN out the door and I don’t come back until I get hungry. And that happens in about an hour or two.
Sometimes Mom and Dad go to town. If Mom is riding to town with Dad, then I get to GO! Mom puts my green harness on with the long leash I like to bite and chew on. Loads me up on her lap and we are OFF!
It’s not my favorite thing to do, but I do rather enjoy it. I like looking at all the green things out the window, the people at the stores, but I hide when there are loud trucks and such around. I hide by putting my head in Mom’s elbow. Then when the sound is gone, I sit back up and look at everything.
Back home I help Dad and I help Mom, but mostly I look for things to play with.
Play is my work you see.
TLC Cai-Cai
“Let’s Go Outside, TLC Cai-Cai. I’m sure you can find lots to do.” Mom picked me up and took me outside with her. Then while Mom worked on the flower bed beside the red rocks, I hung out with her.
Tell me more about the farm, Mom. I’m still learning. I purred, wrapping myself around her legs, getting between her and the weeds, purring and purring.
“Okay, you sweet loving kitty. Let’s go have a sit and I will give you a wee farm lesson. Gosh, today you are 10 months old. (We really don’t know your day of birth, but the vet thinks you were born very close to the 1 Day of January, so we are going with that.)”
“Happy Ten Months, Dear Kitty!”
“Now, let’s see,” Mom put me on her lap and started petting me, “the farm. We talked about the hay, the big loud things that do stuff, and the fact we raise. Corn. I’ll tell you about corn.
Corn is our very most important crop. It’s the crop that takes us from paycheck to paycheck. For a Corn paycheck, that means a paycheck in December (usually—one year it didn’t mean that, but that is another story for another time.)
That paycheck in December takes the farm and everything on the farm clear through the whole year until the next paycheck in the next year’s December.
The corn crop Starts in January. Yes, it does. That is when Dad sits down, figures out how many acres he wants to grow the corn on, then he figures out how many seeds he needs to purchase from the seed supplier. The seeds make up all the bushels/tons of corn he will sell.
Then he starts watching the corn market. By the end of February, he knows (has a general idea, anyway) the amount of corn he wants to plants, will the crop will bring when he harvests the corn in late fall…that can be late October, or in November, or December.
By March the cows have left the cow hotel, so it’s time for Dad to work the ground. First, he disks the cow manure and all the left-over stalks of everything up — chopping everything into tiny little bits.
After that, he hooks up the plow and turns all the chopped-up bits over into big slabs of dirt to mellow out and feed the earth.
After all the soil dries, he goes back in and rolls the ground flat. This is so he can get a good clean place to work with.
Now it’s time to level the fields so he can get ready to start the water. Leveling makes sure there are no humps and bumps in the field so when the water starts it will run right through the furrows from the beginning to end, not washing out the seeds or pooling up somewhere along the way.”
I rather stopped listening, I even stopped purring, but I didn’t go to sleep. If I went to sleep Mom would sit me aside and go back to work.
I reached up and patted Mom.
Mom chuckled.
“Okay, after the leveling, it’s time to mark up the furrows and Start the Water.
Then we wait for that to dry a wee bit, after which Dad plants the seeds. Lots of work in the spring.
When the little seeds get to growing and have four leaves…
Dad will go out and cultivate the rows…which means get rid of the weeds. Then he marks it out again and we start the water again.
We irrigate all the time, moving the water across the fields, onto other fields, then back again. All summer long.
The corn grows and grows and grows…. finally getting to a spot in the fall where Dad takes the water away because the plant is so big and so mature it can no longer take in any more water into itself.
Then we wait. It’s a little bit of downtime…time to get caught up on other things (of course the other crops have needs too, but we are just talking about corn right now)
Then in late October, or sometime in November, possibly December we harvest the corn.
We talked about that earlier when I was explaining how you need to stay away from the big machines on the farm.
So, there you have it, My Darling Sparkling little kitty. Corn. The big crop on the farm.
Mom gave me a kiss on the nose and put me down on the red rocks, now it’s time for you and me to get something done around here.
TLC Cai-Cai
MOM!!! MMMMMEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
“Come in, TLC Cai-Cai,” Mom invited. “Come sit with me for a spell and have your head rubbed.
So, I did.
So, she did. It was so peaceful, just sitting with Mom, purring.
Maybe you could tell me more about Farm Living, Mom. I purred.
“Well, let’s see…the Crop market. I don’t think I’ve told you about the crop market. You see this is the PRICE Dad gets when he sells something. That price is set by a thing called “Supply and Demand.” Mom explained, as she gently rubbed under my chin.
AHHHHH….so nice. Purrr.
“What that means is, if there is a lot of something, then the price for that something is low, but if there isn’t a lot of something then the price rises higher.” I stretched out my full length so Mom would rub on my backbone.
“So, you see, if the market is down, then the whole season’s work (March through November) can make it so a farmer doesn’t get anything for all his effort.
That is why a farmer tries to grow lots and lots of different crops. There is corn for silage/ensilage, corn for people to eat all summer long called sweet corn, corn for animals, and corn for people called corn flakes, cornmeal, lots of corn things. This is why corn is such a big crop. At least around our part of the world.” Mom petted me all the way down my side and clear over to the tip of my tail.
Lovely….sigh….purrrrrrrrr
“Some farmers grow onions, and pinto beans, and pumpkins, and well just lots and lots of different products so people and animals can eat.”
“Oh, yes, Mom said scratching my ears OH MY THAT FEELS GOOD—and hay. Hay can be alfalfa and it can be grass. We grow alfalfa here. This way farmers try to have different types of crops so there is always some money coming in.”
In, I thought dreamily to myself. I understand about wanting and needing to come in.
Suddenly Dad was in the house getting a drink of water. I jumped up and headed toward the door.
I’ve had enough of In…
Out I go with Dad.
TLC Cai-Cai
“TLC Cai-Cai, what are you doing?” Mom asked me in a puzzled voice.
Hunting, I mentally thought to her. She didn’t hear me or understand…humans just don’t get animal speak, sometimes.
So, I just went on doing what I am doing. Although, I did keep one ear and one eye on Mom so I would know what she was wanting. 😊

“You are nine months old, now, my Kitty-Kitty. Mom said, walking behind me with her camera. “Just to warn you; Fall is coming. Soon you will see leaves and leaves all over the lawn, the grass will stop being green and the air will cool way down.
But this is all good. It’s just part of the changing of the seasons.”
I jumped up into the air, quickly running off…I missed. But I will get it the next time. It can be anything…
bird (of course, not if Mom is around, lizard, or grasshopper.
Mom tries to stop me on bird and lizard, but she lets me get the grasshoppers.)
“Soon we will start having more and more Fall rains (we hope, Mom muttered to herself), and the air will get very crisp and down-right cold in the mornings.” Mom kept pace with me while I hunted.
That’s okay…I like getting my photo taken. Mom says I am very photogenetic. Preen, Preen 😊
POW!
DID IT!!
I got a grasshopper!
SEE Mom! A GRASSHOPPER!

“Nice, TLC Cai-Cai! I think your mind is on other things today. We will continue teaching you about Farm Life another time.
Mom gave me a nice pet and rub on my head, turned around, and went back into the house.
I played with the grasshopper until he wouldn’t move anymore. Then it was time to go HUNTING again!
TLC Cai-Cai