I could be wrong, but before taking this photo, I saw him "in position" to spray and I believe he "sprayed from above". If that happened, it's no wonder my brood retaliates.
About an hour later, there was another red alert at the Clubhouse....
Oh my gosh...it's the Quack!
Yes, it's him and doesn't he look kind of "old" and weather-beaten, pretty much like what Mr G was before he was neutered. If he takes this route, could he be a neighbour's cat?
Oh dear...WHO is that?
Oh no, we've been invaded!
The Quack jumped down to the neighbour's compound and was gone in a flash. I hope he doesn't discover the roof route. If he gets onto our pantry roof, and if he is brave enough, he can jump down to Bunny's Place and that could spell catastrophe.
Hey Tabs, there was a possible invasion, didn't you know?
Our girl didn't know anything and was happily rolling on her pillow.
See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil. I'm cool.
And this is really "See no evil".
Ignorance is bliss.
2 comments:
Pole sure loves that clown cushion. She looks so possessive of it.
Pole and her Yoga poses! Mr Quack please stay aware Sir
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