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This is local legend Sadie.
Sadie is the park cat of Manor House Gardens.
Tiny and utterly fearless. Scrounges food from the picnickers even though her collar says 'do not feed'.
She is definitely the Queen of Lee and does not give a fuck. She has seen off the white and ginger cats that have ventured into the park, her arm has been known to snake out from bushes and swipe at big dogs like the Huskies, foxes can do one, and Sadie is not above munching though a small moorhen.
Everybody knows her.
Legend.

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Orange nose is proving very hard to capture. Borrowed a trap from a local rescue and that's not worked . Found out the Nightshift security was feeding her so I politely asked him to stop as it would be easier for me if she was hungry. Went down at 10pm last and the prick had put tikka chicken down honking of garlic! The prick keeps doing it and won't listen :snarl:
Anyway here's orange nose just now ..
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Orange nose is proving very hard to capture. Borrowed a trap from a local rescue and that's not worked . Found out the Nightshift security was feeding her so I politely asked him to stop as it would be easier for me if she was hungry. Went down at 10pm last and the prick had put tikka chicken down honking of garlic! The prick keeps doing it and won't listen :snarl:
Anyway here's orange nose just now ..
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Does the security plonker know that garlic (and other alliums incl onions/leeks) can kill cats? He's not being kind, and letting him know that might help you to catch her.
 
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Does the security plonker know that garlic (and other alliums incl onions/leeks) can kill cats? He's not being kind, and letting him know that might help you to catch her.
I told him last night. He said he washed it! I pointed out it will be infused in the fucking meat. The ignorant arsehole has 3 of his own so you'd think he'd have known about garlic.
Luckily I got to the meat before the cat and chucked it .
 
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I told him last night. He said he washed it! I pointed out it will be infused in the fucking meat. The ignorant arsehole has 3 of his own so you'd think he'd have known about garlic.
Luckily I got to the meat before the cat and chucked it .

:rolleyes: - there isn't actually a rolleyes big enough - chicken tikka has been marinaded in the stuff for ages which is what makes it so lovely to humans :D

I won't let my lot have any meat that has been marinaded or cooked with garlic - I sometimes put a little aside for them before marinading and just poach it in water so they can have chicken for their tea, or will just give them some from a plain roast chicken once it has cooled enough (yes I know it doesn't contain sufficient taurine for them to eat every day but is ok for 1 meal a week as long as the rest of their diet is properly balanced)
 
Had a day in the garden and yes, the thoughts/emotions provoked when cutting back a particularly large, dense overgrown bush and finding one of my old, long-departed, best cat ever - BD’s favourite toys buried in its depths - a yellow ball, which he would carry about with him and spend hours on end, chasing it around the house or garden. :(
 
Had a day in the garden and yes, the thoughts/emotions provoked when cutting back a particularly large, dense overgrown bush and finding one of my old, long-departed, best cat ever - BD’s favourite toys buried in its depths - a yellow ball, which he would carry about with him and spend hours on end, chasing it around the house or garden. :(
I was cutting the hedge and found my cats collar. It's been years and I was still heartbroken.
 
Had a day in the garden and yes, the thoughts/emotions provoked when cutting back a particularly large, dense overgrown bush and finding one of my old, long-departed, best cat ever - BD’s favourite toys buried in its depths - a yellow ball, which he would carry about with him and spend hours on end, chasing it around the house or garden. :(

I still occasionally find one of Radar's glorious whiskers (probably a good indication that our vacuum cleaner is shit tbh) and it properly fucks me up every time, so I know what you mean :( I dream about him sometimes too (but tends to be a bit of a panicky dream, rather than a nice relaxing one - but that is Radar all over really).
 
Yeah I get that, most of the dreams are weird and like he's going to come to harm and I am trying to stop it happening, not nice dreams.

And then I wake up and there is his little casket
Yeh mine are similar. But she always comes to harm and it's my fault. Or I lose her and never find her.
 
Yeh mine are similar. But she always comes to harm and it's my fault. Or I lose her and never find her.

The last one I had a few nights ago was set at my parents place, for some reason I was there with the cats and Radar had got out and although they are very rural they have a busy road out the front and Radar had run towards the road and I was trying to find him.

The other one I sometimes have is that I somehow have loads of Radar offspring (he was neutered and never had any kittens IRL) and I have 20 or so various age cats and kittens to keep out of harm's way and I keep forgetting to feed them properly (this has some roots in Radar's medical issues in the last few years) and keep finding kittens and cats under the bed that I forgot about and the whole impact of the dream is I am not doing my best - I have some guilt about what happened to Radar, even though I know that even if I'd spotted something and had it diagnosed a couple of months earlier, it wouldn't have changed the outcome (except I would have known in advance) -but it still fucking haunts me and that feeling of guilt and neglect like I should have been able to do something comes through in my dreams still.
 
I was cutting the hedge and found my cats collar. It's been years and I was still heartbroken.

Yes, I still have one of BD’s old collars in a jar in the garage - and I have found plenty more over the years in different spots - he hated them and was quite adept at getting rid!

I’m also in two minds now about keeping cutting back - BD chose his own time and place to go and die and we never found where. I’ve always wondered if it was under the shed, where he first lived for some months when he first adopted my garden but before he came in to the house and adopted me but he also loved this bush and would hide there for hours waiting to pounce-out on prey from it, so he could be there. However, I’ve probably cut it back enough - ts good for all the wildlife in the garden but it had got right out of control and was beginning die back in the middle, so I’ve removed about half of it, right back to healthy growth that will come back.
 
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