Saturday, October 27, 2007
Its a Cats Life
I heard the thwack of the cat flap, followed soon after by that spine tingling feline howl. Tearing myself away from Stephen Fry's new column in the Guardian I looked out of the window. Yo Yo (named after one of Bath Rugby's' greatest wingers Adebayo Adedayo) was standing triumphantly over the cowering and contrite form of a small tabby cat. She was clearly not happy at this trespass into her territory. She must have meant it as normally it takes something serious, like the arrival of a large dog or my singing to get her to move as quickly. The cat flap twacked again and JC (named after Jon Callard ex Bath Rugby full back hero of the 1998 European cup victory over Brive) strolled out to see what all the fuss was about. JC is a coward as well as being lazy. She stopped well short of the tabby which was still on its back. I knocked on the window. This distracted Yo Yo sufficiently to enable the Tabby to make its escape. JC bravely leaped back ten feet to allow it plently of room. Honour had been satisfied and the garden was now tabbyless. The cat flap thwacked a couple of times.When I went to check they were both in their basket, exhausted and sound asleep.