It is so much better being able to do all the fall chores with the fence, so the cats can participate! It seems like at least 1/2 of HB wanting to be out was simply him wanting to accompany me while I do everything... but he still runs into the yard every morning like someone getting a drink who has spent a week lost in the desert.
HB loved helping me pick apples. WC loves riding in the wheel barrow. He waits by the gate for me to bring in each load of firewood, rides all the way up to the wood shed, and then rides the empty wheel barrow down and waits by the gate fir the next load to come through. I am going to try and build a clip on top, because it seems like WC might really enjoy going for walks in a wheel barrow cat stroller. This could be something special we do together, as I am pretty sure HB is way too paranoid of the road to enjoy this. WC is dangerously fearless...
One of the pictures is of my double gate. I know it looks like it is built from junk... because it is. Someday when I can get some newer material, I will do something nicer, but it is more than adequate to stop any attempts at gate dashing. HB knows not to, but WC thinks I am just being unreasonable when I say “NO”, and turns it into a game...