Bird updates

So a couple of days ago I wrote about the tiny cats.  The tiny cats are still there in the barn in the hay bale cave. They have their little eyes open, but they aren't running around or anything.  There are other things around here that are reproducing as well and the most prominent are the geese.   The geese are brown and white with black heads and very noisy.  They are messy and eat our grass.  The geese hang out by the pond and run around in the muddy areas of our pastures and the streams and are always honking and hissing and flapping.  The geese all leave when the ground turns white and come back when it starts to get warmer.  A long time ago, there was just one pair of geese, but then they had babies and every year there are more and more geese.  This year there were four couples who had a bunch of goslings a few weeks ago and now those little geese are already half-grown fuzzy geese.  Then another pair of geese showed up with a tiny baby goose yesterday.  The parents are kind of freaking out over the adolescent cousin geese intimidating their baby.  Tonight, another big bird showed up and was flying around over the pond.  The bird was brown on the top and wings and had a white head and belly. The big bird was trying to catch something in the pond, so all the geese shut up and huddled on the banks and pretended they were rocks. A little black bird with red on its wings kept flying at the big bird but the big bird kept circling back.  The lady called the little white dog over to her because she didn't want the big bird to carry it away.  Then I guess the big bird got bored or tired of being pecked by the little bird, so it left. Which avoided significant eagle-induced trauma all the way around.   

Cats

It has been a long time since I posted anything on here.  So now I am going to post something about cats.  Us ponies do not have strong opinions about cats, like we do about dogs.  Cats are fairly homogeneous in size and are not usually very noisy when they are around ponies.  So we do not have to concern ourselves much about them.  When it is cold outside there is a cat that comes to the barn and lives in our hay.  He is a ginger cat that is the same color as Billy and Lulu and Siena.  He acts like he really likes the lady and purrs and rubs against her, but if she pets him, then he gets really mad when she stops.  He hisses and growls and bites her.  So she pets him real quick and then stops before he can grab her. He is supposed to be defending the hay bale strings from mice, so she tries to treat him like an employee.  When he was in the barn while there was still a lot of hay there, a black cat came to the barn too.  The black cat is afraid of everyone and hides and runs when the dogs or the lady show up.  The cats made a lot of noise, for cats, and the lady was worried about the cats fighting.  The other lady who came here and knows way more about cats than our lady said that she did not have to worry about the cats fighting because they were probably going to have kittens. So now there is hardly any hay in the barn and only a couple of bales go out to two of the pastures because most of us have grass to eat.  The ginger cat is not around any more but sometimes the black cat is lurking around.   Two days ago, the lady went to get hay in the barn and found three tiny newborn kittens on the floor. The kittens were cold and dead and the lady was sad because the kittens were so cute.   So today, she picked up a bale of hay and three tiny sibling kittens were mewling behind it. They are very cute too and the lady does not want the dogs to find them.  The dogs like to bite small furry things.  So she put the hay bales back around the kittens so that they have a hay cave.  We don't know what will happen to the cats.