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Just not his day
There's a new cat in the neighbourhood - and he hasn't quite worked out the rules yet.
Over the course of today he/she/it has:
- jumped over next door's fence and met the psychotic Blue Heeler of Death and barely escaped with his life
- jumped over the fence into our garden and got pursued by the Two Horsebunnies of the Apocalypse
- gone into the bushes across the road and been buzzed by our resident pair of Willy Wagtails and finally
- got attacked by the pair of Australian Ravens who consider the street their own personal playground.
End result - several tufts of cat fur tumbleweeding around on the street, courtesy of the Willy Wagtails, I suspect, and one exhausted and much chastised cat. I suspect he's regretting the day he ever moved into this neighbourhood!
Over the course of today he/she/it has:
- jumped over next door's fence and met the psychotic Blue Heeler of Death and barely escaped with his life
- jumped over the fence into our garden and got pursued by the Two Horsebunnies of the Apocalypse
- gone into the bushes across the road and been buzzed by our resident pair of Willy Wagtails and finally
- got attacked by the pair of Australian Ravens who consider the street their own personal playground.
End result - several tufts of cat fur tumbleweeding around on the street, courtesy of the Willy Wagtails, I suspect, and one exhausted and much chastised cat. I suspect he's regretting the day he ever moved into this neighbourhood!