BUY A DOG AND BARK YOURSELF.

pansyface

Two years ago we brought home a rescue cat. She was 8 years old and had spent her entire life in a two roomed house with no outdoor space.

We thought that she’d enjoy her new home with a big garden and new things to look at.

For the first year she never even looked out of the window, never mind stepping outside.

During the second year she has gradually accepted that there is such a thing as outside but only goes there under duress. There must be: No sun. No wind. And definitely not a drop of rain. And only if we are outside too.

She has absolutely no idea of hunting. Birds know this and ignore her. She ignores them.

Today, I saw that one of our many pesky moles had found a new run which was along the side of a stone path and beside a stone wall. Very shallow soil, maybe only a couple of inches.

The mole couldn’t burrow, only tunnel along at ground level. It was doing a grand job of digging up my rockery plants. 




Right! I thought, Time to get a cat in to send it scurrying. I found the cat and presented her to the mole. She took one look at it.



And scarpered back to the safety of the house.

Uff

Aw well you never know pansyface, the mole might have had the killer instinct, wise cat 

Hostafan1

I used to tidy up before the cleaners came

pansyface

I don’t kill things but I do get angry with them.

She is the strangest cat I have ever known.

I should add that the mole wandered off unharmed.

tui34

Our "Big Joe" was a Burmese cross with "whatever came along cat."  Caught the odd prey but no hunter.  I caught the mice inside in a trap in the laundry - when I showed the dead mouse in the trap, Big Joe took a big leap back in disgust!!  Yuk yuk yuk!!