On the sprawling acreage of the farm, the true leader doesn’t drive the tractors or bale the hay. He walks on four soft paws, wears a coat of marmalade fur, and holds a gaze that demands respect. He is the Cat, and his work is never done.
His morning shift starts with the machinery. The vintage grey tractor sits silent in the dawn light. He approaches the massive front tire, extending his claws to test the rubber. It is a necessary quality control check a long, satisfying scratch to ensure the equipment is ready for the day.
From there, he moves to the nursery. He takes his role as guardian of the herd seriously. He finds the brown calf with the white face resting in the sawdust. The Cat doesn’t just watch, he joins in. Curling tight against the calf’s warm flank, they rest together, a tiny predator finding comfort with the gentle giant.
By midday, the rounds continue. He encounters a Jersey calf sporting a strange addition a pair of pink and brown fuzzy bunny ears perched on its head. The Cat is a professional; he investigates with a gentle nose to nose sniff. He determines that despite the odd accessories, the calf is still a friend.
Later, he inspects the blue feed bin. Perched on the plastic rim, he watches over the grain. A curious calf nudges in to eat, and the Cat holds his ground, a small sentry ensuring that order is maintained while the livestock feeds.
When the sun begins to set, painting the sky in gold and violet, the Cat performs his final patrol. He struts along the fence line, tail held high like a flag. The older cows line up at the wire, turning their heads to watch him pass. They low softly, acknowledging the Small Supervisor. He has finished his rounds, and the farm is safe under his watch.
Shannon Willis can usually be found in the company of furry friends. A passionate animal enthusiast, her work is often inspired by her deep love for cats, dogs, and the animal kingdom as a whole.
