indoor outdoor cat

I like watching my cats in their new surroundings. It really emphasizes the differences in the two of them.
We went outside today and I left them off the leashed to let them explore a bit. Seven, who has been outside lots before, was so interested in all the new sounds and smells. She would hear something and try and see where it was coming from. Then stop, sniff a bit, and then hear something else and be off again. She loves it out there! I think she imagines herself as a big cat exploring the forest looking for prey. Queen of the jungle.
Then, there is Stupe. We got her form a pet store, so she has never lived outdoors and it shows. She comes outside because she is curious, but alas, not curageous. She saw Seven out there and thought that maybe she could do it too. So, she went all the way to the field where Seven had been "hunting", but it didn't take long before something scared her and she made a bee-line back to the deck! She did, however, decide to roll in the dirt to prove to everyone that she had been outside (lucky me, I had to wipe her clean before she came in).
I think we all go back and forth between those to states. One day we are truly curageous. We push our limits and explore the jungle to become the hunter. Confident and comfortable.
The next day, we really want to be curageous so we venture out. We cover ourselves up so no one knows our fears, but ultimately something freaks us out and we bolt back to our comfort zone!
In the end, hopefully we all end up happy warm and in someones arms (or lap if you really are a cat) regardless of the adventure we might have had that day.


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Our new home!

This is our new house! We now live in White City, which is a suburb of Regina. It is a brand new home that has never been lived in before us.

This is the back. As you can see, it backs prairie. It is so peaceful out here!

The living room has cathedral style 20ft ceilings! There are built in shelves adjacent to the fireplace and tv in which to store our many finds!

Both Seven and Stupe have been enjoying sunning themselves in the many windows. Doesn't she look happy?!

home

Since leaving home at the tender age of 17 I have never lived in a house. Apartment, condos, even townhouses, but not a house. Well, now is the time. It is Easter Weekend and we are moving into our very first house with a yard, and everything.
The little bungalow-style condo that we live in now was fine for when Jurgen lived here by himself. Occaisionally, I would stay for a month and bring the cats. No problem. We each had our own space. However, after living here for 6 months I soon realized we needed something more. So, the search began.
We looked for only about 4 months. At one point we were planning to put an offer on a house (the one we ended up buying, in fact), but I got cold feet. It just didn't seem right. In the end, it boiled down to the house of our dreams versus a house in the city. The house that we bought it actually in a suburb of the city about a 10 minute drive from where we are now.
Now, every time I am out there I feel a bit more happy, a bit more excited, and even a bit more relaxed. I can see how one could easily slip into small town life out there. Less traffic. Less noise. Less hassle. The only real hassle is the drive back into the city, and that is not a big deal. Afterall, we did just buy a BMW this year.
So, as much as I hate moving, it is good. The packer came yesturday to pack everything up. Today, being Good Friday, nothing happened and we are living in a house full of boxes. Tomorrow, the movers come. Yes, tomorrow will be stressful with moving and unpacking, but in the end it will be worth it.
I am so excited to have a yard, to landscape, and have what I would call a true HOME.