Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
Earlier posts can be found on Adventures of a Lone Bass Player, where this blog began life. Recent entries can be found here.
Born To Be Wild
by admin - 20:09 on 22 January 2011
Bess is not the world's most active cat, apart from at five in the morning when she's up and eager to play. That's another story.
Most of the time she's content to laze on the bed, or the shelf above the radiator, or the half of the sofa she's made her own, but one place you're likely to see a different cat is when she climbs The Rural Retreat's willow tree.
Primeval instincts surface and sabre-toothed Bess rushes along increasingly spindly branches, eyes wide and tail twitching, stopping only to sharpen her claws on the bark or gaze at the blue tits who stay always just beyond her reach.
I accompanied her there this morning. By then it was after nine, but the sun barely rises above or penetrates the boundary vegetation at this time of year, so most of the snaps I gathered were at ridiculously slow shutter speeds, destined to go no further than the Retreat's digital family album.
A couple are worth a wider audience, and here they are. Neither are destined to be printed, for they're far too soft, but they look fine on screen. What a handsome puss.
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