Pippa still hunting

A very young Pippa

Pippa came in around 3am this morning yelling which meant she had caught something. I got up praying it was not a mouse as she does not kill anything but when she lets them go in the house, mice tend to run. It was a Gecko, still alive and complete with tail. I put it outside, frightened but no real harm done. I thought at eleven she had given up with all that nonsense, it seems not.

Chia, Pippa's sister was sound asleep on the bed, sensible cat.

Tommy

Tommy likes this new casita as its makes it easier for him to get on to the window ledge, also as it comes to the corner of the house he can check both ways before getting down. He is such a coward.