Doug has two of our four cats trained to stay with him when he takes them out for walks -- Rosie and Mokkah. In the first picture, Rosie walks next to him; Angel is in the foreground. Angel has to be leashed because she tends to run and hide if I turn my head away from her. She has ME trained! She'll only let me touch her; she'll have nothing to do with my husband.
Rabbits cookin' coffee -- that's what the locals call it. But here in this little hollow in East Tennessee, when the hills surrender their misty hostage to reveal the stalwart cedars growing by the stream in our pasture, I know there is no place on earth I would rather be. The welcome mat is out! Come and sit on the porch and chat with me awhile!