I took this picture of Bubba yesterday. He's lying horizontal in the tube of the cat scratcher.
The night before last I heard a tiny meowing in the kitchen. I looked around and saw Precious looking through 50-50's cat door. I opened the door and she strolled right in as though she owned the place. Flash was right there and she didn't seemed to care.
Last night I heard a cat screech come from the breezeway so Flash and I ran out there fast enough to see Peaches streak out through the window. I looked around and saw a raccoon on the shelf near the ceiling. I guess it's time to put the cat food in at night again. I though Flash being there would deter them but I guess not.