I get really excited when I see a cat. I want to chase it and I get mad when I can't get to it.
Being on the lead, on the balcony or inside by the window. Hey, let me go for it!
But do I want to chase or do I want to play with? I don't know. When I get close to it I'm being careful and walk away, barking.
Oh well, cats ....
(video taken in April 2022)
For the cold winter months my neighbourhood-watch-deckchair has been moved to my Dad's room. Sometimes we do the watch together, from his sofa, waiting for one of the cats to walk by or controlling who walks in and out the building opposite us. Oh, and that dog from across I don't like. Growling and barking for sure, whether I'm inside or outside. Have to give her a mouthful 🐶!
Then a black cat appeared, hiding in the green, right in front of my black nose.
Oh boy, my instincts woke, cats, no go, must chase!
But the beast was quicker and with her claws she made it in no time into the tree.
Crumbs, forgot, I can't climb trees!
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