These doors are on our #2 Daughter’s place. She’s no fan of social media, and she IS a fan of privacy, so that’s all I’mma say about that.
Oh, and this post is part of Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors link-up. Read his post and click on the little blue frog button to find Thursday Doors posts from all over the world.
First of all, I give you the door to the cat house.
Maybe you can see the enclosed bridge leading from a cat-flapped window over to the enclosure. Inside are chairs, ramps, ledges, hammocks, food and water dishes, toys, and stone flooring. In addition, there are bird baths and bird feeders outside, for the cats’ viewing pleasure.
Here’s a better picture of the door.
Here is a denizen, avoiding publicity by ducking behind a coneflower. I caught him, nevertheless.
I tried to get a picture of the door to the structure inside this enclosure, but the encircling growth is as thick as that around Sleeping Beauty’s castle, so this is the best I could do without plunging knee-deep into chiggerland.
This is Jack, who would just as soon peck you to death as iron yer shirt. Although he’s a gorgeous bully and a loud-crowing attention hog, he’s a fierce protector of his harem. Godzilla would probably hesitate to tangle with Jack. Consequently, we have to content ourselves, in this photojournal, with catching what glimpses we can. It adds to the glamour.
Sporting colors similar to Jack’s, yet making a lot less noise, I found these. They have no door associated with them, but they’re just so beautiful, I had to share them with you, too.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about a fierce protector.