Silent Sunday

Terrorist Zero Tolerance Zone....

I'm not talking about the recent Bin Laden death, possibly not dead, conspiracy theory type thing...........NO I'm dealing with a terrorist more close to home!

Tilly the Terrorist ( as she has become known by the neighbours).

Please do not be fooled by the cuteness ( I know it's hard but stay focused here), she terrorises the neighbours 4 guinea pigs! She stalks and chases next door's 2 cats from their own garden so she can sun herself on their 'sun drenched' doorstep! She stalks the poor unsuspecting tortoise in the next door neighbours garden ( other side) and I often hear it scrabbling along the fence trying to hide in a safe place. The garden next to that has actually removed their bird table as she was eating all the bread they left out, while all the time we were feeling sorry for her as she wasn't eating her own food very well!!!!!


NOT ANY MORE.

We have brought in our own 'Zero Tolerance' Anti Terrorist Squad......

This came in the form of my brother's cute but lunatic dog called Scully!!!!

She arrived Thursday ( as my mum and brother came to stay so they could see my youngest in his play) and Tilly scarpered never to be seen for the rest of the day.

She either retreated upstairs and wouldn't even come down for food or she disappeared outside and would not come back to the garden!!!!

Which only reinforces the old saying, which I firmly believe in.........

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND!!!!!!

Kamikaze cat!

Our little cat is a total cutie pie. She has just turned 1yr old and has trained us to get exactly what she wants on her terms! We just can't resist the angel face.


However, we cannot work out whether she is incredibly brave or just bloody stupid. She manages to scare next door's cats ( who are trained killers themselves) out of their own garden! And then will lay basking in the sun on their doorstep whilst they can only look on from afar.

But she has completely outdone herself this time when my neighbour called, slightly panicked, saying she was on the roof. Initially I was thinking 'big deal she always sits on the kitchen extension roof- so what', but no she meant the real roof ( and we have a loft extension which meant 3 storey's up). Apparently she clambered up via the neighbour's pebble dashed chimney stack!!
LIKE I SAY INCREDIBLY BRAVE OR BLOODY STUPID.......I suspect now it's the latter.

She is back safe and sound but the experience has changed her due to the fact that when she was on the fore mentioned roof she realised there was a whole other world out the front door!

So getting out has become a well organised, executed with military precision, life or death mission.

I think I preferred it when she was just terrorising the neighbours pets!!