Friday 2 October, 2009
I found Ruby on the kitchen table yesterday. I removed her then went to make my lunch, only to find that she had eaten half of all the tomatoes in a dish on the worktop - I mean she had eaten half of each tomato, so none for me. The back door is now closed.
Sunday 4 October, 2009
The broody has given up. She decided yesterday that motherhood wasn't for her and, quite literally, flew the coop. She was pacing around and when Dan opened the end, she shot out in a flurry of feathers and rejoined the girls.
I wasn't sure if she would sit and I wasn't that bothered, given the time of year but this morning, she's fluffed up on a nest box. Needless to say, she's been hoiked out. Talk about wanting to have your cake and eat it!
Tuesday 6 October, 2009
No, you haven't reached the website of the "Daily Mail".
I was in the kitchen yesterday with Dan's mum, when we heard the cat flaps rattle and both kittens ran into the house. We could hear something squeeking but by the time we went out, the kittens, and their prey, had exited again (thank goodness).
They had obvioulsy caught some unfortunate small rodent and I could see one of them hunting it round the flower bed, while the other watched. This went on for some time until one of the big Black Rocks bustled over, grabbed the rodent, despatched it and (I think) ate it. The expression on the kittens faces was fabulous. Mugged by a hen - Cassius will be turning in his grave!