A Big Black House Cat At Graveyard Cove
Tags: Nature
The day before yesterday, late in the afternoon, I was walking the dogs along the road to Beucken's, behind the cove. On the way back, Flyn had wandered into the woods, as he so often does. As we approached Graveyard Cove, a gorgeous black cat with a thick, shiny coat and full, long tail came flying out of the woods, across the road and into the woods on the the other side, in the direction of the graveyard. Hot on its tail was Flyn in pursuit. There isn't much he enjoys more than a good cat chase. Lily immediately decided to join in but I called them both back right away. I don't want any animals to be hurt, neither pets nor wild life.
The cat had an interesting odor of woodsmoke, almost a burnt smell.
The day before yesterday, late in the afternoon, I was walking the dogs along the road to Beucken's, behind the cove. On the way back, Flyn had wandered into the woods, as he so often does. As we approached Graveyard Cove, a gorgeous black cat with a thick, shiny coat and full, long tail came flying out of the woods, across the road and into the woods on the the other side, in the direction of the graveyard. Hot on its tail was Flyn in pursuit. There isn't much he enjoys more than a good cat chase. Lily immediately decided to join in but I called them both back right away. I don't want any animals to be hurt, neither pets nor wild life.
The cat had an interesting odor of woodsmoke, almost a burnt smell.