Meow?
So there was oi sat upon the *outside* loo when there was a loud meowing.1 Much louder than a Jenny Cat from behind a closed double-glazed window. As soon as I moved there was the thud of something jumping on the wheelie bin. By the time I'd made oneself presentable there was nothing to be seen in the yard or out back.
Not only that. There had been about 70g of drydamp food eaten from a bowl I put in the yard yesterday morning.
Was this Tabbi Kat? I'd like to think so.
The food is out there again and the back door is propped open.
1The Victorian outside loo is kinder on my knees, if a bit chilly, than the haul up my very steep stairs when I need the loo. As a kid the house we lived in during the '70s only had an outside loo. At night a chamber pot was the order of the day for liquids.
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Not only that. There had been about 70g of drydamp food eaten from a bowl I put in the yard yesterday morning.
Was this Tabbi Kat? I'd like to think so.
The food is out there again and the back door is propped open.
1The Victorian outside loo is kinder on my knees, if a bit chilly, than the haul up my very steep stairs when I need the loo. As a kid the house we lived in during the '70s only had an outside loo. At night a chamber pot was the order of the day for liquids.
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