Since becoming so well acquainted with our neighbour’s cat, Smirnoff, I have begun to take a greater interest in cats in general… I don’t mean I want one as a pet, but I just seem to notice them more than I used to.
In Portrush the other day we were walking by the sea when I noticed a waste bin moving about… well, actually, it was a big cat inside the waste bin moving about, no doubt scavenging for whatever remains the holiday makers had left, maybe some scraps of fish and chips, an unwanted sandwich, a half-eaten pie. as soon s he saw us looking at him, he jumped out as if we had offended him by looking at him searching for dinner. He went through the gate of what looked like an abandoned house, but peered back through the bars at us. We tried to get him to come over for a stroke, but he obviously didn’t trust us!
Lois Elsden 