Cats

Cats

Cats have wonderful memories. There are no cats around here.  But at my last place, I knew the neighbourhood cats. They varied. The ginger cat which knew me so well seems to have gone somewhere else. But the black & white cat called Tina always knew me. On one occasion, admittedly a year or 2 ago the ginger cat down our street was bothering a pigeon. When he saw me, he couldn’t make up his mind whether to come over & say hello to me or whether to continue the business with the pigeon.

There were many cats around that area.

Since then I have moved to a different area. I have only seen one cat in 4 months that I have lived here & that was in the distance. He scuttled away.

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