Golden Retriever Cat

Remember Charlie? He's our outside cat.

We adopted him from the animal shelter to be a farm cat. To live in the barn and catch mice and such.


He never really bought into the whole "outside cat" thing. He thinks he is a Golden Retriever--he likes to go on walks with us and would much rather cuddle than be independent.


This was actually rather helpful last week when both my girls came down with strep throat. He jumped right in Lil Bit's lap and snuggled in. That day, comforting a sick little girl was infinitely more important than catching mice.

Thank you, Charlie--I can tell this was really a sacrifice for you.