Himself has sanded Ruby's wooden crate, I've vacuumed it and put an nice ruby red pillow inside. We wait with baited breath to see if she deigns to get inside.
We had an aviary when we lived in our first house. Cats came from miles away for a day out. Cheeky devils sunbathed on the roof. Poor Howell was on constant patrol
I suppose it was like us watching David Attenborough.
I was up late last night trying to get Ruby in the porch. I'm not used to an intelligent cat who thinks she can outsmart me. She turned her nose up at the Dreamies & could not be enticed by MrSquirrel. She ran as soon as I got near. In the end I had to lie on the floor and play dead Sadly, I don't think she'll fall for that one again.
Oh I have just caught up with this thread Liv, - iPad dead after latest update, so had to get another - I am so pleased you have become a slave to another pusscat ... Ruby is lovely