I have just had a bit of a blow to my morale. I tried to frighten away a cat which was waiting for a chance to catch a bird, at the end of my garden. Distance about 20 yards. I threw a small pebble at it. The missile travelled about three feet from my fingers. Just like a child's first attempt at throwing a stone. The cat just sat there looking bored, so I tried again, only this time a bit harder. What a shock! Not only did the stone travel just a wee bit less but the pain in my arm and hand was excruciating (a bit of an Exaggeration).
That ginger Tom from next door is still sitting there looking bored, I just hope my dickie birds have seen him. I wonder if he will wait until I get my hosepipe out and give him a soaking?
But that wouldn't shift that dratted cat. The only time I have seen him shift is when a couple of red squirrels arrive. But they don't stay long enough to keep him away for good. I suppose it is my fault for attempting to feed the birds and the squirrels. I guess I am luring the birds in for him.
I'm just off to buy a tube of embrocation or whatever it's called these days.
He sits and watches the birds but seems totally uninterested in chasing them.
He's pretty good a chasing and catching flies but ignores bees and wasps - he's not daft.
If he sees another cat his tail fluffs up like a bottle brush and he chases them off his patch, but only as far as our boundary fence, then he just sits and glares at them. The poor little kitten next door is totally scared of him after being chased a couple of times, and doesn't come in our garden any more.