Some Heroes Have
Four Paws
Carla our barn cat really did a great job managing the barn and then alerting us of a problem last month. We’ve been so busy with lambing that I hadn’t posted about it yet.
Sometimes she does sit outside our sliding glass door to say hello, but on February 10th when we were getting home very late from a hockey game in the dark and cold, she was meowing to me like something was wrong.
I thought immediately that Carla is sounding the alarm. Something is going on in the barn. My head goes to the babies, since it is that time of year. Maybe there are lambs being born and a ewe needs our help?
So I quickly pull up our animal cam on my phone to see what’s going on. What I saw was not what I was not expecting.
Carla likes things in order. She has her favorite cozy spots to snuggle in.
Most recently with the cold snap, she has nestled herself a layered corner between the hay bales and the stairs.
This is where our boys: Boston and Lambert are supposed to be. When I checked the camera that night, I had to run to my husband to tell him that Carla was sounding the alarm that the boys were wreaking havoc in the barn.
They had knocked over the grain barrel, Boston had jumped into the pen with the girls and Lambert was pacing up and down the stairs trying to figure out how to follow. It was chaos and the Mamas were not happy.
This photo was from that night after getting things back in place. Notice the time stamp. 
If she hadn’t alerted us or if I didn’t heed her warning, then it would have been an even bigger mess to clean up. Heroes come in all shapes and sizes… ours comes with a tail and sass and affection.
