In an effort to give the local birdies a fighting chance, we’ve bought some jewellery for Norman the Mighty Hunter: a little red collar with a little red (and noisy) bell.
She seems okay with the concept of wearing her new bit of bling but she does seem confused about how it is the birds know she’s coming.
This morning she spent the best part of an hour lurking about on the patio, trying to perfect stealth mode by panther crawling around and launching surprise attacks on anything that happened to stay still long enough to be attacked: me, Seymour, a confused slater, several leaves and another stray sock (yes, another one in her haul of stolen goods).
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