Every morning someone has to do border patrol. The felines have learned to wait and watch until the first quadrant is secure.
Olof does the back yard in front of the house and then makes his way around the fence while they watch him.
He's heading up the hill and at this point they go out, knowing the back section of the yard is safe for cats.
In hunting news, Harper brought in a poor little chipmunk one day and I rescued it. The next day he caught it again and sorry, killed it. I guess it didn't learn the lesson to stay on the other side of the fence like many of them do. Ramona then brought in another which she managed to get up to the bedroom and let it go. I still haven't found it so I think it got out, since we still have the door to the yard open most days. The cats are out from about 8 AM to 5 PM when they come running in to my whistle for dinner and crash out. It's a busy day here at Caturday.