This morning was the last patrol of the year for Tabs, and it was relatively uneventful, until a neighbor’s dog started barking, which prompted Tabs to bolt all the way up the hill and around the house to the front door.
Of course, Sir Tabby still got in enough time to inspect the perimeter for intruders, nibble some grass and bamboo, and watch me slip and slide down the hill on my bum.
It was not one of my most graceful moments…
Overall, 2017 was a good year for Tabs, but it was a year of big change.
The baby, who isn’t such a baby anymore, finally learned how to pet without patting, which is a big deal, because now there’s another set of hands in the house capable of giving Tabs the lurvies he so richly deserves.
The neighborhood cat and dog situation, however, took a turn for the worse. There are now at least three big dogs and three nosy cat neighbors living on our little circle, and there were multiple “incidents” involving feline trespassers and cat confrontations this year. Thankfully, none of them resulted in all-out combat, but a couple came close.
When it comes to the cats, Tabs usually stands his ground, but he doesn’t mess around with the dogs.
One of the neighborhood cats must have trespassed on the company property at some point between now and last night, because Tabs’s favorite decorative catnip plant got straight-up mauled. Something ravaged it and shredded it to pieces, so Tabs wants me to review the security tapes tonight. If they reveal the culprit, I’m pretty sure Tabs will want to press charges.
