This evening was much like the last one, although the door didn’t pop open on its own today. The cats took a turn out back while the sun set outside, Calla was disturbed in her slumbers outside by the aggressively loud chirps of a drab brown bird sitting on the back wall.
Her mews to me on coming in seemed to indicate how unfair this annoying bird was being to her by driving her inside.
Gus hasn’t done more than take a stroll out back, but he likes to sleep in one of the beds right near an open window or the open door to catch the evening breezes.
Today at least, Calla was a lot less skittery when I joined her outside and stayed put. Progress!