Now the weather is hot we’re seeing less of Humphrey. Out all night he then disappears after breakfast to sleep off the night’s excitement…
which is who knows what! We still haven’t found any more corpses though there has been regular and raucous squawking from the trees near us. Our house is backed by a residential care home with mature trees near the fence that divides us from their grounds.
We know some blackbirds have a nest somewhere nearby but we haven’t managed to find it yet. But the alarm calls go on constantly whether because of Humphrey and other local cats, or the magpies of whom we have quite a few around.
Humphrey’s favourite hidey hole in the morning is in the roof space of our Victorian washhouse. Now with holes in its tiles it makes an easy place for him to reach. To see him emerge from the gaps in the tiles leaves me feeling amused but fearful he’ll lose his balance. Still it puts him out of reach of other marauding cats which is a good thing! I think!

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