Humphrey’s week

Spring is my favourite season.  The new colours, the warmer weather (we hope) and the sense of expectation and energy.  Spring is my favourite season except when it comes to…

Humphrey and small furry things.  Whatever pleasureI have at the thought of new life and growth is reduced more than a little when I find piles of innards or bones around the garden.

Or even worse on the doorstep.  Monday morning last I opened the back door to let in the fresh air and a stop out cat to find innards over a radius.  Just as well I was careful where I stepped or I could have had field mouse on the bottom of my shoe.  Ugh.  And somehow the worst thing was that I found its little tail separated.

I know it’s nature and I shouldn’t mind and it’s a present to a beloved person from Humphrey but still… ugh.

Oh and he’s been fighting again.  Not long after I wrote last week’s blog he turned up in the kitchen his eye running.   This time it hasn’t worsened except for the patches of scar tissue I can feel above his eye.

More next week.