This morning, Ratty had moved back to the living room where I managed to confine him under the TV stand. Maggi-Mittens frantically, but ineffectually, dabbing between the slats with her paw, Ratty squeaking piteously the while. Eventually, Ratty was caught in a small bag and, seeing as how he'd put up a brave fight for life, was released unharmed on the river bank. The rather blurry (speed action!) photo just shows his tail and lower body disappearing into the foliage.
Cats are cross :D
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