A Cat Conundrum
Shrouded in a misty day that obscured the perfect blue of sky, we trundled home with a few more supplies and upset a neighbour - namely a neighbouring cat. The tabby came trotting along the laneway, tail up, obviously pleased to see us – clearly thinking I am Lynne (the house owner). Noel doesn’t really gel with cats, so he clucked his tongue and disappeared inside. I really didn’t want to get caught up with the cat – I have such a soft spot for animals, as long as they are fine and healthy (this one was) I try to keep away and not become attached.
I spied the cat food in our hosts store room – hmmmm this cat was expecting more than a tickle under the chin. I peered out the window, it turned around, tail high, showing its bottom to me as it swayed off back the other way. The following day, I saw where the cat lived – clearly loved and well fed! Cats!
Without wanting a big bike ride, we rode to the bottom of the mountain behind the house, and walked in the hills - we wanted to visit Grotta Sant Angelo.