Princess Daybreak

Our beautiful kitty cat loves our boat.  She rules over it with grace and generosity.  It is the perfect space for her, small and comfortable, and not too scary.  She is not a brave cat (unless there is food involved) and she isn't friendly to new people.  Or to other cats.  She is very happy to be an only cat.  Her brother, on the other hand, didn't take to boat life.  He ran away 3 years ago this month.  We both kept hearing little kitty meows over the last couple of weeks, and looked around to see if it was him.  Not so far.  We would be overjoyed if he came back.  The princess would be outraged.  It's not likely to become a real issue.

As much of a scaredy-cat as our baby girl is, she sometimes likes to go outside to sniff around and drink rainwater.  She has never left the boat on her own (and only one time with us--under duress), but she is cool with hanging around outside as long as nothing scary comes by.

Strangely, she doesn't seem to be too afraid of crows.  Occasionally, when I open the doors for her, the crows will see her and start circling the boat, swooping down over the cockpit and cawing.  She holds her ground and watches, but doesn't run away.  I wonder if she sees them as a possible food source?

View through the doors.  There is a crow on each side of the picture, sitting on each of the white davits.  They swoop around and take turns sitting on our boat cawing at the cat.

Nine more crows joining in the fun from neighboring boats.

Eventually all of the crows in the neighborhood are perched on nearby boats and pilings and circling around our cockpit, squawking and carrying on.  It is a sight to see.  Then something happens and the cat finally gets freaked out and darts inside the boat and it's all over.