Will Power
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The Lounge has all manner of topics, some sad, some profound, others happy, irreverent, asking for help or just thinking aloud - as it should be. On Saturday I was plunged into gloom, the cat loves to be taken from the town to the countryside for visits. It's where she turned up originally and has been a stalwart ally in the battle against rodents, most sinisterly, rats who she has wiped out or driven off completely
The garden is large with plenty of trees, a brook, shed, barn, disused house, a cat paradise. Across the lane is a small woodland and around it fields with forest in the distance, neighbours are visible but not near.
On arriving there she naturally wants to get out unless it's very cold -15c or worse or heavy rain, on Thursday night she had a feed and then went out for most of the night as usual. Morning she returns very pleased with herself
Usually on the following days she will stay in a bit more or go up into the loft to hunt, very often she will walk with me up the lane across fields or to the very edge of the large forest, much like a dog would! Never had a cat that liked doing this before
Friday night she goes out and by 6 pm on Saturday no sign of her anywhere, I really begin to fear for her safety, but she is a very fierce cat despite being only little and curious about people. There are foxes about but I think they leave fit adult cats alone and she is aggressive not timid, the Racoondogs (not a racoon but some escaped fur animal) have only just woken up and they're unaggressive, local dogs are kept securely tied up or walked on leads (the law) and the cat is a very good climber, but...there's been talk in the local paper of wolves - I came face to face with one years ago but in another part of the country. I have seen enormous paw prints near the forest...local wolves have been disturbed by a lot of logging lately but I think they avoid coming near houses from instinct. It's the Lynxes I worry about, never seen one but not only are they powerful but powerful climbers, a cat would stand no chance
Walking around I found the remains of a large goose or Grebe something had got it but what? Eagle, Eagle-Owl, probably a Lynx.
No sign of the cat anywhere. Really worried, running all kinds of devouring tales through my mind, wolf,lynx,eagle-owl, even snakebite as they're waking up. Then the little madam appears totally exhausted, drank a huge bowl of milk and fell into a coma like sleep. My gloom turned to jubilation
A happy ending indeed and she is a very merry little animal, always pleased and always ready for a game.
Here she is at under a year, fast asleep next to her biggest fan, me
I am by nature rather pessimistic, worrying type, but I like being proved wrong!


On arriving there she naturally wants to get out unless it's very cold -15c or worse or heavy rain, on Thursday night she had a feed and then went out for most of the night as usual. Morning she returns very pleased with herself



No sign of the cat anywhere. Really worried, running all kinds of devouring tales through my mind, wolf,lynx,eagle-owl, even snakebite as they're waking up. Then the little madam appears totally exhausted, drank a huge bowl of milk and fell into a coma like sleep. My gloom turned to jubilation


Here she is at under a year, fast asleep next to her biggest fan, me

