If you read yesterdays report on the cat attack you may have come to a different conclusion than I with my sappy editorializing.
It was not a fat cat from a rougher neighbor hood coming to visit our own with the view that this was a Fat Cat grocery aisle.
In fact there was an invading troop of snarling feral doggies easily recognizable as coyotes who entered our grounds at yesterday’s dawning and gobbled not one but three of these felines. the kitties were absent at dinner last evening but not for mourning; they were obviously afraid of becoming wild coyote dog chow. I was told hat the violence occurred in front of my door at 5:55 AM. I rose to the sound of a tropical forest cd at 6:00 AM.
In three weeks I’ll be returning home to a neighborhood where the wildest of the local inhabitants are Gambel’s Quail and peafowl.
Home again, home again, jiggetty jog.