It's awful to lose a furry companion. I'm so sorry for your loss, Geri.
I came here to report that my one-eyed-cat is doing very well indeed, quite back to his old self. He has a cat-ladder so that he can climb up to the top of the wall and thence out of the garden, because his one-eyed-ness means he can't gauge distance and it was putting him off the leap to the top of the wall, so he was kinda trapped in a bullpen. Anyway, over the last full moon, he disappeared for a whole day and a half. I was worried cos he'd not done that before at this new house, although he used to go off for days at a time when he was younger. He came home to eat, sleep and wash, and get a hit of catnip, then off out again for the entire day.
I was so glad he was back to his old ways, but oh! I did miss him, cos I'd gotten used to having his company all day.
Since the full moon, he's stuck pretty close to home. I've had a few cats that seemed especially roam-prone at the full of the moon. Anyone else so noticed this with their cats? Living in the city, with street lights and so on, it can't be just the extra light, can it?
Anyway, last night he was out the front of the house and I was spying on him out the window
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and I saw a young fox lurking about. I rapped hard on the window to startle to fox, and I was about to go to open the door for the cat to come in, but I noticed that neither cat nor fox were especially interested in each other. Fox snooped about in next door's garden, one-eyed-cat just sat and watched him. But when Foxy started to jump over into our garden, the cat leaped up and told him to fuck off out of it, and the fox fucked off. This cat has seen off foxes in the past, and I was so pleased to see that he has his old confidence back. I did go open the for him after that and he sauntered in all tail-high and proud as punch.