The summer that we moved here – Chris got an itch to make a cage for the cats so that they could be outside and enjoy the summer night air, without having the ability to run off and get lost in 8 acres of cornfields that surround our house. No small task.
He originally was going to do it dog-kennel style. But he wanted to have something they could climb around in. Then he wanted it on wheels so that it could be wheeled about the patio and yard. Then he wanted to arrange it so that there was a ‘pet door’ leading from the sliding doors from our bedroom, straight into their little cat cage – so they could come and go ‘outside’ whenever they wanted to. We just leave that patio door open during nice weather. Obviously no one else uses this patio door but those dammed cats.
Talk about spoiled!
I just snapped this picture about 5 minutes ago when I was outside enjoying the incredibly soft, cool breeze that you can only experience in a Wisconsin spring. The cats are in there – – Talis is on the floor of the thing and Meowface (yes, meowface) is on the pillow in the upper right (the big fat black blob you see up there is the cat)