The buzzard is flying high across the valley today which doesn't bother me unduly as long as he stays there. I have more pressing problems closer to home now the garden birds are in action and raising their broods. They attract all the local cats with their twittering and fluttering and might just as well hire PA equipment and shout,"Attention all moggies! A happy nesting time to you! Here we are, ready for the chase and by the way, there's a tasty bunny here as well."
Next door's cats Big Kenny and Mollie know they have to stay away from my part of the garden but a black and white bully has moved into the neighbourhood and is terrorising everybody. He has a red collar and very obvious male bits. He sprays anything and everything and has even been through Ken and Moll's cat flap, duffed poor Kenny up and sprayed their hall. He needs sorting out but I wouldn't want to be the one to do it. As a prey animal it's better to keep my head down and get on with my diary. I wonder if the buzzard has spotted him yet. That red collar is a dead give away even from a distance. Mmm, I'll just sit on the doorstep, might see something to my advantage.
Cats and foxes are a problem and Harve is very small. We always stay with him outside although he doesn't seem inclined to venture far. I planted patches of grass, carrot, parsley and mint but he still goes for the valerian, rose petals and something that looks a bit like clover. Gosh, he's stubborn.
