I take Effie outside several times every day, and today, because it wasn’t terribly hot or windy, our fourth outing lasted a little more than an hour. I take her out to sniff things, pounce after grasshoppers, walk about, have some fresh catnip leaves, sit in the sun and stare at things, lie down in the sun and stare at things, and look at our chickens with a neutrality she might have picked up from President Vladimir Putin, though I don’t know how, as we have no TV.
It would be an understatement to call our adventures low key. It’s pleasant for me to watch Effie watch things, play with bugs, chew thistles and millet seeds, and just hang out. The fall colors almost seem at variance with a temperature of 78°, but beauty and comfort do, after all, go well together.