Sunday 15 February 2015

Staring

He's there, he's back again, that cat staring again into the back garden. I was asleep and then all of a sudden I heard River barking her little head off in the garden. 
I jumped up off my place on the bed to see what on earth was causing her such upset and there at the back of the garden she was reeving up, digging up the grass as that cat sat on the shed staring and giving her evils.


River won the stand-off though, she may be little but she's got a big voice and there's only so much any one cat can take before your ear drums start to hurt. 

I must find a way out into the garden, he obviously wants something.


Cats and Dogs - Another Side