purplecthulhu

For a while now my partner AC has been leaving food out in the garden for a rather handsome grey and white cat (we're now calling him Du'Cat as he's clearly part of the Grey Council). He's quite aloof and won't let anybody near him, but is otherwise in good condition.

This morning it seems he returned the favour by supplying us with a cat offering - a dead rat outside the back door.

It's one less rat, which is a good thing, but not what you want to see just before breakfast.

Meanwhile, the torn muscle in my leg is healing up. Not fix yet but definitely improving.