Seems to enjoy my company when I'm sitting outside and often it watches me or goes to sleep.
Very occasionally it tries to sneak past me to get into the house. I don't allow cats in the house. It knows that. But still it likes to have a try.
Perhaps it's a game we play.
A red cat called Tommy used to come by. But sadly one day it was killed by a car as it was crossing the road. The car didn't stop.
A local doctor went to the aid of Tommy but it died in his arms.
He buried Tommy in his garden. I was allowed to see Tommy in his box in the doctor's kitchen before he was buried.
I don't know the name of this cat. I don't suppose it matters since it has never asked me for my name.
It seems to be listening to small birds in the hedge.
It was was watching me working until I approached to take the photo. Of course being a cat it then looked away. Haughtily, almost.
But me being me I nevertheless took the photo.
__ The nest's guard dog?
ReplyDeletethe hunter cat
scans this newly woven nest
a loud bark
Across the road lives a very loud bark. Persistent too sometimes. Thanks Magyar.
DeleteHe looks like a fine specimen of a cat.
ReplyDeleteIndeed he is Rachel. I thought I’d contribute this cat photo after I’d been looking at your black cat photos :-)
Delete"I am the cat that walks alone;
ReplyDeleteAll places are alike to me"
Can't remember who wrote those words but they certainly knew their cats.
He’s not an ‘all places’ cat. He leaves all that to lesser cats. I’ve never seen him move outside his 100 meter circle. I am on the limit. I’ll have a look for the quote. Thanks Pat.
DeleteRudyard Kipling
DeleteA handsome black and white. They don't like pictures taken.
ReplyDeleteThanks Joanne. He half condescended. Didn’t turn his back to me as he will do on occasion if he wants to make a point.
DeleteI think these are the best Cats to have around; one's that find you, rather than you finding it.
ReplyDeleteI couldn’t agree more, Cro. They come and go. They have their seasons. Haven’t seen him for 3 days but I can tell if the cushions on the chairs in the porch have been slept on. The cat know that toi of course. It’s a game they like to. play. One time Mrs G said I should leave a saucer of milk out at night. I did and in the morning the milk was gone and lying by the door was a mouse.
DeleteA Cat that understands the concept of 'fair exchange' should be treasured.
DeleteMiaaaaw to the good cats 🐈 Cro
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