Our supposedly cat proof fence let us down when we discovered a strange cat had got into the garden and couldn’t get out.
CC and Jay discovered the poor thing hiding under a tree. He was scared when they approached and became frantic in his efforts to jump over the fence.
Eventually, as I was out at the time, Jay decided to open the ‘gate’ to allow him to escape.
That may sound simple, but, actually, the opening for the gate was closed in a rather haphazard way by yours truly.
Obviously, I was the only one who might have had some idea how to create an opening without causing chaos but Jay didn’t understand how my bits of wire and string were meant to work and he just made a gap as best he could.
The next two days were blessed with torrential rain and strong winds so our cats wouldn’t have gone out anyway but CC and I did venture into the garden to make sure the little lost cat had found his way out.
This morning it was calm and bright but freezing cold when I went out at 8 o’clock to mend the fence and the gate. It took me nearly half an hour to bend back the ‘overhang’ that had blown inside out along two sides and re-do the ‘gate’.
Meanwhile, back inside, Whale (who seemed fast asleep when I went into the garden) had been shouting loud enough to wake Bear and had eventually telephoned CC to come downstairs and check whether I was OK.
“Mum’s been out in the garden for twenty minutes. She may have fallen over.”
CC could see that I was mending the fence so she told him to stop fussing and went back to bed.