Garden Cat

I am sure MasterB’s file must have a sticker on it that denotes ‘anxious owner – expect ‘phone calls’.
Anyway, the vet, when I ‘phoned, (now I am wondering if they might place bets on how long it will be before I call with a question) said MasterB should be fine outside.She advised against covering his wound, said that it was fine for it to be oozing a bit as that meant it was healing, but if he was still limping on Monday I should bring him back.
So out we went.
MasterB had become relatively resigned to his incarceration, and at first did not follow me, but when I picked him up and placed him in the hall he hightailed it down the stairs. I wondered if he would guess an outing was in the offing when the collar went round his neck.
My plan was to chaperon him. I had a camera and some notes to read. I reckoned he would get tired quite quickly and want to come back in.
How wrong I was.

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The Nemesis Cat

A few weeks ago I posted about Rosie who has decided that MasterB’s insouciant wanderings and explorations need curbing. She has set herself the task of teaching him a lesson. She has become hi nemesis. Stalking him along the wall, lying in ambush, watching and waiting; she has a full time job.
Here she is on Sunday, crouched behind the vine again. MasterB is with Scally.

Three's a Crowd

Three’s a Crowd


Today I received an email from owners. They had read the post and the comments. They attached a photo showing her lying on her back in sunshine.

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Trouble in Paradise

Walled gardens used to be called paradises, hence Paradise Street in SE16 where Edward III had a home with an extensive walled garden. So here we have our own little bit of paradise in London. The tops of the walls are particularly attractive to cats, foxes and birds. Occasionally the odd squirrel runs along them too. The top of the wall was where I first saw Cat, making his confidently through the thick vines we then had; the new Young Turk on the block. They are also the trysting place of MasterB and Scally, his tabby girlfriend.
They were hanging out together on Saturday morning.

Hanging Out

Hanging Out

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