The Invaders!

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

Our garden is seemingly a nexus for all wildlife. We have quickly developed a huge flock of birds and this has encouraged all the neighborhood cats as well.

I was concerned at first. Because I know how cats work and when they feel territorially threatened they tend to leave poos as border markers.

So I expected to encounter kitty-bombs around the house. But so far, so good.

"I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!" said Jasper. Who refuses even to shit in the garden.

Unlike the hedgehogs who have shat all over our deck. They even left one on their food plate.

"Thanks! Uuunghh! That's for you!"

But Jasper and Punky seem okay with all of the cats who visit. (Caro counted six). I mean, they get the Hairy Eyeball and the Fat Tail, but that is to be expected.

Here you see Jasper and Tabby II (we are not great with names yet). Jasper couldn't be arsed with the fat tail and went back to sleep.

He takes after his father, that one.

S.