oh dear! I had him out yesterday and we had a lovely walk along the side of a burn for about 40 minutes or so, he was very well behaved... til we were almost back at the car, which was parked on a side street. He wandered casually over onto the road, all innocent-like. I warned him to come away from the road, equally casually. Then he sauntered over the road, and into someone's garden. I stepped out smartly to get him out of there - by this time he was on the front lawn, staring fixedly into a bush.
As I stepped into the garden to put a (loving yet) restraining hand on the hound's collar, he pounced on the bush. A cat shot out and - I swear - he got it in his mouth! My heart was in mine! cats are cats though - it wriggled round and lay on its back and got the claws out, hissing and spitting, then wriggled back and shot off over the garden wall - and bounded over the next 3 gardens, closely followed by Murphy... I can still see his backside and tail disappearing over that first wall!
Over they went, me following on the pavement, doing my usual sotto voce "Murphy! come here!!" (while trying to pretend he was nothing to do with me) The cat shot up a handy tree in garden 3 and Murphy, realising the game was up, turned round to (finally) do as he was told. I thought he would come out but no - (well the gardens were all gated) he jumped back over all the walls and sauntered out to see me.
As we left the poor cat was still up the tree trying to figure how to get down. I wanted to stop and help but thought we'd maybe done enough damage...
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