Tuesday, 28 October 2014

Take With A Pinch Of Salt

Mrs Jones is the owner of quite a few cats...well they are needed see, to catch the mice and rats ! The barn where the hay and feed is kept for Hercules and others, makes a rather cozy place out of the wind and rainy weather for the little furry creatures as well as free food for them, so it does.

Garfield, Molly, Tabby and Felix

The names of just a few of the cats we have on the farm are, Felix, Garfield, Tabby and Molly. 

Mrs Jones has a favourite cat, the one called Molly. Molly says she is exempt from catching vermin as she says it's  'beneath' her...whatever that means ! She likes nothing better than stretching out and lying around in the sun. Her favourite hobby besides eating is...reading the newspaper. Well I don't know whether to believe her or not ? Mrs Jones allows Molly to live in the farmhouse. The other cats have to make do with living outside. Whats wrong with living outside ? They have the barn and the stables to hunt in or lie around in out of the rain. The rain is no problem for us sheep. No we're not soft.

She says she reads the news

Oh here comes Molly now. I walk a few steps towards her.

"Hello Molly," baa's I, "What are you up to today then ?"

"Just the usual," she meows, "a bit of this and a bit of that. She sit's and licks her paws, I know she is itching to tell me more...and sure enough she meows, "Did you see all the mice I caught last night ? The Mistress was very pleased with me."  

Now I knows and you knows that Molly's stretching the truth here because I'll let you into a little secret see. Last night me and a few of the girls were up by the gate watching the proceedings of the other cats bringing their 'kills' to Molly, who picked them up and dropped them at the farmhouse door.

Whatever favours she gave them in return...I couldn't really say. But there is something definitely fishy here ! In the morning Mrs Jones praises Molly when she sees all the little dead bodies lined up...but she doesn't touch them. No she doesn't !

All in a row

It seems that Farmer Jones has the job of...disposing of the bodies. I've seen him tossing them in the muck pile so I have.

Molly gets up, flicks her tail a time or two and walks off back up to the top gate and squeezes underneath with ease. 

Fly runs over to Molly and I can't bear to watch! Molly spits at Fly, thrusts out a paw with claws out and goes for his nose. He'll never learn.  

So what's the point of me telling you all this I hear you say ?

Well the point is...you can't believe everything a cat tells you ! I heard Mrs Jones once say that she takes everything with a pinch of salt ! I think it's something like this salt lick that Hercules has....so I do.