July 9th – In a canalside garden next to the aqueduct at Newtown, Brownhills a small black cat was watching me intently.
I don’t think it’s very old. It wasn’t by any means a bruiser, but it did look so very black.
A lovely inquisitive puss that clearly takes their security duties very seriously indeed.
August 5th – Spinning home through Shelfield I spotted this guy staring intently at something in the hedge. I’ve no idea what small, squeaky thing he spotted, but it kept him transfixed for a while.
Then he heard me, and gave me one of those evil, fixed stares that all the best cats master at an early age.
‘Who dares disturb my activities?’
I love cats.
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