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I am continuing the blog of Diamond, cat sage and haiku poet.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Staring

When my food bowl needs filling, I stare at her until it is refreshed.


Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Basket Nap

I was sleeping in my basket on the washing machine this morning, while Lynettea talked to her sister on the phone. They talked for a long time. Every time one said they should go, they found something else to talk about.
Exhausted after my work trying to analyse data at the Skype conference and my efforts advising Lynettea what to say, I enjoyed my rest.
So I have gone back to sleep again.
Will there be hunting this evening? I dream of skinks and geckos.

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Skyping

I had to go out much earlier today, as we had a Skype conference this evening.
    I looked for lizards, but could not find any, particularly as Lynettea kept pulling me away from dead leaves and groundcover. So I stretched out on the path for a while.
    I had to rest, because I find these Skype conferences exhausting. I am always waiting to give my advice and Lynettea pats me when I miaouw. No-one else listens to me. It is just the voices coming out of the speakers.
    I sat on my post for a while and then went to the lounge, stretched out and fell asleep. It is very very humid and warm after the huge downpour we had yesterday. Like the tropics. My fur is not used to it.


Ginger Cat

This ginger cat was sitting outside its house when Lynettea went past. Ginger Cat kindly allowed Lynettea to take a photo.
Why she would wish to photograph a strange cat, I don't know.

Monday, March 20, 2017

Feral?

In Australia, where I live, cats are regarded as feral animals. There are campaigns to get rid of cats that are not domestic. Only the other day, Lynettea would not let me see an article in the paper about a cat hunter, with a picture of him among his cat pelts and stuffed cats. He talked about selling one of the stuffed cats to people who put it on the lounge and treated it as a regular pet.

Apparently the feral cats are killing a lot of native animals. The native animals are not used to cats hunting them, so they are not wary enough. We are good hunters, so would probably catch them anyway.

So it is best for me to stick inside and only go out with Lynettea to protect me. I also look after her.
But it is not as much fun chasing a ping pong ball or tossing a fluffy toy in the air. So I enjoy my hunting, when I get the chance.

NOTE: If cats are feral, what are humans? Humans destroy more.