Cricket is her name and hunting mice is her game. Though she truly is a fierce hunter and has drastically cut down the mice population at Agimac River Outfitters, she has a very pleasant disposition for a cat. It all began when our daughter Joanna asked us if we would like to have a cat join us in our move to Canada. I replied, " Joanna, we have 43 sled dogs, a family dog and lots of wild animals out there in the bush. Her chances of survival are pretty slim. Besides, I don't want just any cat- she has to be a good mouser, loveable and be able to survive living outside."
Joanna quickly replied that she fulfilled all three prerequisites. So, I relented, as I always do when Joanna wants to bring another animal home. But I was the one who was surprised. She turned out to be an unusually gentle, loving, affectionate cat AND a great mouser. (Take a look at those teeth in the open mouth picture. I sure wouldn't want to be a mouse caught in those.) She's still alive, so she must have some pretty good wilderness alertness skills.
At first John jokingly called her "dog" because she would follow him outside wherever he went, right behind our dog, Sabre. She even followed him up to the dog yard where 43 dogs went crazy to try to get at her.
She's part of the family for sure and now we don't know what we'd do without her. Thank you Joanna!
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